No Words

It’s hard to form thoughts,

to string  words together,

little gems once fell off my tongue like pearls,

now rocks: heavy and shapeless

fill my mouth with sand,

I sit and stare at a blinking cursor,

the page remains blank-

2016 has been a tough year

for the muse.



3 thoughts on “No Words

  1. Understand it too well, too. Always need to find the right sacrifice or stimulation for the muse, but they’re more fickle than a cat getting its belly rubbed. Sending energy for a better 2017. Cheers, M

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