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Sunday, October 17, 2004

An Imposition on Compositions

When I dont have anything to write
When I dont have anything to write
Not even a haiku on my predicaments
When I dont have anything to write
When I dont have anything to write
Not even a poem on my imagined figments
When I dont have anything to write
Not a word on the fact I can't write
why should I worry my blog goes empty
and my readers emptyhanded. Eachtime
my lover returns emptycheeked or emptylipped
shouldn't I be worried
When I dont have anything to write
When I dont have anything to write