Hesitation
Rhymes don’t come, good words don’t appear.
Just wasting my time and waiting for something
Should I drink wine to catch some inspiration?
Trying to write a poem, but ideas are escaping,
Leaving me alone with some kind of frustration.
How in hell should I cope with that hopelessness?
A glass isn’t the answer for all my questions or is it?
2.11.19
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