Some days I write poetry
Other days I don’t.

Some days the words run into my arms
Bouncing with glee
And I lay them down in neat rows,
Perfect paragraphs.

Some days the words hide from me
Refusing my summons
And my thoughts sound stilted,
Stupid on the page.

Written after over a year of poetic silence.

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