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Writer's block has een kicking my ass of late. I've been totally bereft of creative energy and when I try to force it just a bit, I come up empty handed. ut today I've had a small breakthrough, but I'm left wondering if this one has enough promise to finish.. So I'm posting it here for some feedback..
So with further fanfare.
Rebel girl
Why must you cover your
that crooked smile
with magenta bangs
razor cut, like your
witty repartee
of profound prafanity.
Why do you blow
clove smoke in my face
and salute with one
chewed fingernail
in an impromptu
display of regard.
Why would you smother
your thoughts
between the covers
of that batttered notebook
crammed in your back pocket?
Don't you know my thoughts
are just as black?
That's all I gots at the moment... Is it worth continuing? Or should i move on to something else..
Suggestions, comments, I'm all ears.
Bart
------ Smile if you're stupid,
laugh if you understand.
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