Not exactly groundbreaking existentialism, but still fun. (I’m writing a poem about writing a poem … then before you know it … boom! … a poem). Like a Charlie Kaufman–written movie, it kind of sneaks up on you. 

Whenever I’m at a loss, 
For what I want to write, 
For a subject matter that invites 
    My brain, my heart, 
    My fingertips, 
To orchestrate a concert with my lips, 
I always recall the rule, 
That so many writers hold: 
Simply … 
        “Write what you know!” 
 
And if ever there was a thing, 
That I know beyond a doubt, 
It’s the feeling that I feel 
    When trying to figure out … 
What the hell I want to write about!