often it is the only
thing
between you and
impossibility.
no drink,
no woman's love,
no wealth
can
match it.
nothing can save
you
except
writing.
it keeps the walls
from
failing.
the hordes from
closing in.
it blasts the
darkness.
writing is the
ultimate
psychiatrist,
the kindliest
god of all the
gods.
writing stalks
death.
it knows no
quit.
and writing
laughs
at itself,
at pain.
it is the last
expectation,
the last
explanation.
that's
what it
is.
from blank gun silencer - 1991
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Comments1I JUST READ "WRITING" AND IT REALLY HIT HOME! NOTHING CAN SAVE YOU EXCEPT WRITING... WRITING IS THE ULTIMATE PSYCHIATRIST. SO TRUE! LOVE THIS POEM!