I needed to empty my well

Before it overflowed

And drowned the world

So I picked up my pen

And i wrote the words

But the waters kept piling up

And i wrote, and i wrote

I summoned magic and curse

But in an empty universe

Without ears to hear

It made no difference at all

There is no apprentice

To task with this effort

No Hercules to challenge

It’s just me and my pen

Pouring out ink

To keep from sinking.