Yikes...I'm reaching tonight...but gotta finish baking for tomorrow

Blank

I sit here, pen in hand,
snacking on a box of
cheese nips and I decide
I have nothing to say.
So I turn on my iPod and play
some theta waves, but still,
my paper is blank.
As I eat them, I realize
their salty dryness
makes them stick
in my throat
like words
I force down
with water.