Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar

poem(ish) thing by me: blocked

Words, get
of my head and onto paper,
walls (if that would help)---
you're no good stuck inside like this.

Brain, stop being distracted.
You came up with these beginnings:
help me find the endings to go with them.
I want to know what happens.

Self, answer this:
is what I'm doing now actually the thing I want to be doing?
Or will I regret the time spent
when I look back on it tomorrow morning?
(You know the answer to that as well as I;
but then, we've had this conversation before.)
Tags: poetry

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