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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Experience >> ID #1145032  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Dark Clouds Hang Above
A poem that plays around with style about writer's block.
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Foul and biting
         like an uncoiled cobra.
Cruel and paralyzing,
         the venom takes its toll.

The apathy of wasted life
         twists
                   and
         turns
in a straight line that goes on forever and ever and ever . . .
. . . until one day . . .

IT STOPS!

The ink no longer flows.
The grass refuses to grow.
The stars above cannot glow.

Dark clouds hang below.
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