the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 232 – Losin’ It

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Deliver me: a cardboard box
full of freshly baked and pressed nonsense.
Transform these unwritten pages
into productive creations from my melting brain.
It slouches to the left, what poor posture it has;
it slumps to the right, what laziness is has.
It refuses to write, it does not stand upright.
Forgive me if if sound like I’m going insane.


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