WRITERS BLOCK

I CAN’T WRITE POETRY

I’m too sad

my thoughts are

paper planes

flying through my brain,

melting upon arrival.

How am I supposed to

catch them

mid-air?

 

I CAN’T WRITE POETRY

I’m too happy

distracted under the

water

I think I can

Hold my breath

and grow gills,

but I cannot write

about things I

don’t understand.

 

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