a serious poem.
pondering life and death.
love and sin.
abandonment
and neglect.
rain driven emotions.
so i dig into
my favorite poets
searching for inspiration.
Plath and Sexton,
Robert Lowell
and Bishop, Strand
and Roethke.
some strange dark stuff
in all of them.
but i've nothing right now.
maybe tomorrow,
i'll return to being
an emotional wreck
and dip my pen into
an inkwell
of despair.
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