March 12, 2018


is it a blockage of words?
i can’t tell
or an absence of them.

for the last week,
i’ve felt like i’ve had some
things to say,
but the timing’s
never right-
even now, with
a piercing headache,
a sore shoulder,
a throbbing ankle,
a bitter mind- the news again
and this heart:

and bored.

might have been: these words
better swallowed, reconsidered
and ignored.

but then again,
even when there’s nothing,
there’s always something.

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