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  • Jun 12, 2017
  • 1 min read

An eager cursor blinking,

Is the only movement in a dark room

Lit solely by the unforgiving brightness from a computer screen

Its constant flutter exceeds my tired heartbeat

As pixels warp and jump freely before my eyes

Taunting me to close them for the night.

And with every failed attempt at an idea or a metaphor

Writer’s block tightens its rusty clamp

around the delicate petals of creativity


 
 
 

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