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writer's block .... 3March05
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2005 Where's the first sentence?
It is yet to become clear
through fog and cobwebs
thoughts drifting silently
through nighttime, stillness lurking
on towards an idea
empty stages bright
streaming ghost lights light the night
ideas closer still
daytime, nighttime, noon
rewind, fast forward, play, stop
where do I begin?
too much to think of
time so long and words so short
daunting: to begin.
Let not the words spill out
endless pages filling now
ink dries on the wall
places to go
goals to accomplish
yet running in place
back to the start line
like a rabbit: full circle
what to show for it
