Kafka Syndrome

Have you published?
have I published?
of course I haven’t published
to publish you have to submit
to submit you have to write.
Most of the time I can’t write
and am pathologically incapable of submitting
except in the soothing
pseudo-anonimity of the web.
There is a story
can’t verifiy its veracity,
that all Kafkas surviving manuscripts are singed at the edges
He threw them in the fire
unsatisfied
but his friend
knowing his habits
rushed in and kidnapped them
and submitted them.
I don’t have such a friend
except the web.