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I seek inspiration

 

I am a grave robber
Or archeologist
Searching
Through mud and rocks
For the good bits,
Nuggets that shine and blind
maybe I am a prospector
In search of that sweet vein
Untouched

 

Yet if I find the broken bones, relics
Or even strike the motherlode
Will it be enough to weave the hollow words
Over and under
And back again?

 

I seek inspiration

Author's Note

Comments are very welcome!

Reviews

[Poetic Injustice]

Fantastically contrived. Thanks.