Sep 24, 2019
2 min read
NOTHING
Inside the Block
No visions coming for my visual art.
No words for my writing.
I can’t even sit at the canvas, the keyboard.
Well, here you are so why not write out from inside the block.
Scream your silence.
That was from some muse (lower case m) locked up in the basement.
What — like this, I asked?
