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On a Writing Block

In by Sadie on February 17, 2011 at 1:52 pm

I’m on a writing block
Turned over, turned over six times in my mind
Somehow, it still seems to be on the same side.
This is what a gargoyle must feel like, stone
Stuck to the same surface, substance, stone
On the writing block alone
Because someone could not chisel it into snarls and bones,
Or a throne, some sorta home,
Or better yet, a body
Snarling, sexy, like its own.
Those who do not understand will say:
Hey, a block is not so bad,
At least you will not roll away
On roundness, at least a block
Is grounded.

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