Stumped

If you couldn't tell from my absolute ramblings, I normally don't find it hard to write. But recently it's been running away from me. That fact makes me want to claw my eyes out if we're being real

Usually it chases me

Snatching me in it’s claws

snarling , growling

Not granting release

Not yet

Not now

I’m stuck in it’s maw 

Snarling, growling

Until the beast

So kindly

Is complacent with my work

I write 

Scribble

Drawl

Over and over and over and over

Like a madman

A fool

Clanging against keys he’s not sure if he’s allowed access to

Snarling, growling

Begging the beast to take a bite

Author's Note

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