
Tens of lines started, and tens of lines erased
Writer’s block has its ugly head raised
It has been an hour of staring at a screen
But incapable of writing a verse I have been
In this past hour, I’ve been desperately trying to find
A subject that generates some curiosity in my mind
But my mind has been wandering, unwilling to stay
On one subject long enough to write about it coherently today
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Most days I am able to overcome writer’s block
But today it is lodged in my brain like a rock
I go over my day to see if anything interesting occurred earlier in the day
But the day had been ordinary in every way
So here I am, waxing eloquent about the lack of inspiration
And writing about it to show towards writing my dedication
