Flipped Serendipity

A pencil shoved behind the ear,
sitting on a stack of references,
and staring for hours
on a blank piece of paper.

It’s not a complex prompt;
it’s open-ended,
all creativity up for grab.
Yet, untouched still.

A hand ruffling his own
hair in frustra
tion, “what do I
do with this?”

He’d draw in circles,
in lines and shapes.
He’d write lines
in stanzas and refrains. 

He’d scratch it out
and start
over.

“What
am I doing
with this?”

NaPoWrimo April 8 prompt, a poem that names your alter-ego, and then describes him/her in detail. Then write in your alter-ego’s voice.