Started your poetic engine yet? Just starting to vroom vroom? Then guess what, the prompt says “not today” (This from Robert Brewer.) Say what? But of course we’re not stopping. We’re only pretending. Pretending is an act of imagination is it not? Pretend you’re not here and you are. Because if you’re thinking “not here” you’re already here. And since you are you might as well try and write something today. Yea, today. Say what? I’m deaf. Did you say “not today”? Alright then report to your muse. What did your muse say? Did she say anything, anything at all?