Is it a curse,
Is it a blessing?
To get writer's block!
A simple nomination
It's all it took
I find refuge
In my bed cave
Silently lulling myself to sleep
Each mute hour darker
Than the previous one
A mindless eternity passes
Between each blink of the cursor
Still the night like my mind is still
No progress , no ingress
The day does not bring respite
Only endless distractions
No time to think, to muse
It's the have to time
Evening presses in
Mind is a no man's land
Refuge to my bed cave
A definite déjà vu
No dreams , no words.
Lucette C. Bailliet
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