From My Poetry Diary - "Pen"

"Pen"

I'm drowning in nonsense once more, and I'm saying

Nothing.

Something is required of me.

Specific. Valuable.

The missing words crumpled sheet after sheet

Mourning for irreversible primary sources

The sensation that once compelled me to keep going

Rather than holding the pen that had been left so many times, I chose to write.

Except for the emptiness that forms the words, there was no trace at all.

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I hope you enjoyed it.
Claudia

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