Boiling of words
End over end
Bubbling up
Take up my pen
Wait for release
Words never come
Stare at my world
Mind feeling numb
Write down some words
All lines seem flat
Frustration reigns
Throw down my hat
Take a deep breath
Gently close eyes
Clear mind of thought
Let the words rise
After awhile
Take up my pen
Words start to flow
Silence, my friend
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Lyrical Porch II
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