From one inked outpour
to unvarnished whiteness...
Who did I use to be,
words use to flow...
Staring at that canvas
Nothing falls into the groove...
Two little birds
Sitting on a rock...
crying
weeping...
If you go out in the woods tonight,
You might get a surprise...
I'm not going to love this year
for my bony eyes have wept...
Happily laying my head to rest
On my pillow, only the best...
Workaholic, insane and crazy
Are some of the words used...
Oh come on !please! Rapunzel!
Let down your hair just like a rope...
Falling through the cracks of life
Blissfully unaware of strife...
Hush now,
Quiet now...