Been on hiatus from my self
and stuck my mind up on a shelf
Not an ounce of new creation
just a brow creased in frustration
Oh words have danced across my page
of joy and fears and hope and rage
Frozen there and all alone
even I can't read my own
words
and stuck my mind up on a shelf
Not an ounce of new creation
just a brow creased in frustration
Oh words have danced across my page
of joy and fears and hope and rage
Frozen there and all alone
even I can't read my own
words
1 comment:
Love this, the previous one, and all you do. It's too bad that school has to interfere. (NJ)
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