Writers BlockA Poem by laRagazzaI know it's not a creative title but it's NOT your average writer's block poem! (at least I hope not:))
It's past bedtime now, but the craving still lingers,
my thoughts all lay dead like the pen in my hand. I want to write words that feel good on my fingers, that come from my head all prepackaged and planned. My mind often wanders. I try to stay steady, but sleepy-eyed trances keep logic at bay. I trudge off to bed. As my eyelids grow heavy, my thoughts exchange glances, and come out to play.
© 2014 laRagazzaAuthor's Note
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