I wrote a quick little poem the other day while struck by a moment of a total -lack- of inspiration. And thought I'd share it today (:
There is nothing that I'm drawn to,
So there's nothing that I'm drawing...
- save a blank.
No, it isn't quite a blank,
And I'm sure it's not a block,
Just a moment, just a second,
just a pause between thoughts...
I'm try again tomorrow.