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Writer's block

PostPosted: Tue May 12, 2009 10:13 pm
by Saturn
Writer's block

I chip at the edge, and tumble
Word-slivers, jagged horrors,
Cracked flint and dust-cloud
Are all that remain: painful
Disaster of poems in tatters:
A wreckage of an ambition
Lying in the ruin of a dream.