whipping the self
with rods of guilt
for dry spells
of creative activity
I feel jaded within
lines of busy-ness
keys to the psyche
lost in mindless work
I will fly again
across the sky
to rediscover fertile spots
in arid expanses
(5) Words: Mar 26th | FLY | KEY | LINE | DRY | ROD |
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