Preventing me from writing
A pen in my hand,
a piece of paper mocking back at me
Simple thoughts run through my mind
yet my hand is stuck in an invisible grip
So much I could write
but how do you avoid the fact
that it could have been written before,
by a different poet?
A question that fuels the
invisible grip on my hand,
preventing me from writing
Written: October 5th, 2020
Posted: January 1st, 2021
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