Writer's Block

February 7, 2009
Pencil tapping, lips trembling, my mind is blank
I reach into the very corners of my ideas
And pull

And pull


And pull



Nothing.
Frustrated, I decide to try again
And pull

And pull


And pull



Nothing.
Except a 12-line poem.





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