Writer’s Block

Cannot write
Cannot think
Cannot act
Cannot type

My brain is paralyzed
Nothing comes to mind
As my synapses search
Search for inspiration

Tugging, tearing, pulling
My hair out in
I glare

Glare at a blank screen
A white document
The unmarked page
It mocks me

Feelings, quotes, plots
I weave them together
Like some tapestry
‘Til the Curse of Curses appears

Rachel Baril -- 2005