Blank Pages
The day poetry stops
words inept
rigid strokes
faltered attempts
A hand floats
amputated
over paper white
virgin
A blank mind
untuned dissonants
lonely tones
blank bars
Dance halts
legs cannot carry
strangled sounds
of loss
And tears form
small lakes
round pools
of failed chances
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June 24, 2017
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