Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Writer's BLOCK

Blasted nothing!
Rancid haunting vapor
Eating away at the bones
of my skull
A headache of empty memories far too sincere
Like whiplash in my brain
Thoughts want to move but they sit idle
as though they have been authoritatively deactivated, disempowered.
A trap trapping a trapper

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