Stop It

I don't want to be sat here writing
This you know. I could be out there
Where we all run free and stupid
But I cannot find that
Flow or the word or the meaning
That is fighting to get out of me...
Or what it is about or where or when.

So there it sits waiting.

Seeing as I am writing this in
Some kind of here and now perhaps
I might pick up a pencil and not
Dislike every word I write.
Like these ones right here!
And those ones!
Grrr!
Stop it.

The hooks they seem to need baiting.
I might sit a little longer.



Dum de dum de dum.






Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-10-05 at 23:00

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NicholasG
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2010-10-05