Saturday, January 18, 2014

Inkwell

Previously plentiful
Current quality questionable
Illumination on the fly
My inkwell runs dry

Trying indignantly
Past thought malignancy
Words trapped behind my eye
My inkwell runs dry

Fast pace no race
Written from a deeper place
Summoned by and by
My inkwell runs dry

Discarded bits of broken phrase
Formed and lost in drunken daze
Empty wishes reach the sky
My inkwell runs dry

Candid questions unrestricted
Deepest wounds are self inflicted
We never MEAN to pry
My inkwell runs dry

Heightened sense of doom impending
Laws of inner physics bending
I spy with my little eye
My inkwell runs dry

Overlapping lack of cover
Emptiness a bitter lover
Hide the shameful cry
My inkwell runs dry

Moments gathered into ages
Funneled onto crumpled pages
Pilot breathes a withered sigh
My inkwell runs dry

Only safe in deep seclusion
Feeding into self delusion
I know I live a lie
My inkwell runs dry

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