empty…

step away…
there is nothing to write…
nothing that comes to mind…
a blank stare at the keyboard…
empty…

transfixed on something that simply is not there…no thoughts…no words…just an empty sheet of paper before me…nothing…

and i want to fill that paper as i do each morn…with sentences…dashes and dots…dashes and dots…dialogue…monologue…a poem perhaps…yet there is nothing…

hear the early morn bird in the darkness calling-out for the sun…see streetlamps flicker…porchlights shimmer…the stop sign across the street from St. Pat’s where a boy bleed from a gunshot wound on a Sunday eve…but…nothing comes to mind…

i am empty…the pen is dry today…

empty…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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