nothing good comes quickly
(i have nothing but quick moments
these days)
of course
taking too long to begin
can lead to nothing at all
this is what i tell myself
as i sit
staring
at this unbroken field of white
i long for something wonderful
(i long for anything at all)
to issue forth from my fingers
from my soul
i dig in deeper
trying to throw off the block
that's weighing down
my unresponsive muse
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