IDEA-LESS


Day thirteen and I am in between

Struggling with finding the right words to say

Not lost so much as blank- no thoughts come to mind

At least not the kind that would

Sing sweetly together. floating on paper like a bird’s feather

Whether good or bad happy or sad

It is my choice what words to put together

So I choose to stick with this and continue to think

So I can ink another tomorrow

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