She said she had a splash of inspiration as the sun lolled and looked in her window - she said it soaked through the skin of her brain, trawled her reason, made her blink wetly flap in surprise at her previous dry suffocation - it slapped realization onto her brain's boards with a new catch of words - cool rivulets of thankfulness dripping over her unsteady course guiding her in to the safety of the shores of not always having to win.next poem