There’s Nothing Left to Write
March 26, 2010
One step forward,
Two steps back,
Half point of a half point,
I’m stuck between the lines,
And I can’t seem to get in sync with the times.
No future,
No past,
I’m moving slow but moving fast,
With no immediate effect,
No blend for contrast,
And this little poem,
Is going to be my last…
R.I.P.
Hardly Poetic.
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