Breezy Mulligan

When the well is empty can it be as simple as writing this very sentence?

By starting this poem am I bringing justice? Moving women and men to tears? What are these words I let drip from me just as I would let drip the snot from my nose? Can something so inconsequential shatter perceptions? My own heart feels so full of words once I start that I fear if I don’t get the words out it may simply rupture and I with it. And then what? The potential to move men to tears, to shatter perceptions would be lost and I surely would be inconsequential.