Not A Word I Possess

February 16, 2011
I cannot think
Of a thought to ponder
I cannot think
Of any words to wander

My fingers freeze
On the keys so taunting
The nearly blank screen
Has been found ever wanting

How can I write
With a block so thick?
With not a trace of an idea
To form or to click

The clock on the wall
With its tick and its tock
Its face looking down
With laughter and mock

I think I give up
Not a word I possess
It's time to move on
Unfound words, I acquiesce





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