Wednesday, October 17

Writer's Block


writer’s block
is floating on a raft
in the middle of an ocean
schools of words
flicker in the distance
far from mental nets
that panic in the dull sun
as days and days and
days and days and
days pass
no ripples of thought
break the monotony
of normalcy
of go here
do that
eat this
do this
go to sleep
the meditation
goes on and on

hint of clouds on the horizon
a drop of rain
falls on parched tongue
and finally
there’s something
to say


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