Monday, October 10, 2011

4am before a deadline

Sometimes I just stare at the blank white page,
With it’s stupid stick line, impatiently flashing and waiting for direction,
But offering not assistance at all.

Sometimes I just stare at it, hating that it won’t find the words for me,
Because time’s blinking away, and I need to fill this goddamn page.


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