Thursday, May 26, 2016

A Burnt Offering

There in the doldrums,
Creativity is a dull gray
Fading white on white paper.

Eyes blank, stare - inspiration
Ran off with the Muse,
Left me alone and dazed, 
Words won't come,
And even if they do,
My pen is out of ink.

So I light these old words,
And watch them flare
Up and fall into ash.
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