(Un)edited

I finish the workday of editing
          exhausted,
               but
          creatively energized,
               and needing an outlet
                    for all the ideas
                                  thoughts
                                      and
                                  inspiration.

So I start to free write
     until actual content
          materializes
                    from the mess,
               and with some pieces
                    pulled in
                         from the day before,
                    it begins to turn into
                              some thing
                    that could actually end up being
                              something.

Then it gets too late
          to finish,
     bedtime demands my attention,
     morning arrives too soon
          with new projects
               for a new day,
                    and all the pieces remain
                              unedited.