Why I Write, Part x+5: You Listen

Writers are pitiful people,
Indeed.
It seems we always need
Someone who listens.

When writing brings me doubt,
When I can't figure out
What I'm writing about,
You listen.

When I'm done, I'm through,
When there's nothing I can do,
You listen.

When I break through,
The words ring true,
There's nothing more to do,
You listen.

When my voice was choked,
With inspiration,
Perspiration,
Desperation,
You listened.

When my voice is choked,
To my vexation,
With real things, almost as
Repulsive as desperation,
You listen.

When I wasn't quite sure
What to say,
You listened anyway.
I'll figure out how to say
"Thank you,"
Some day.