Are there any more words?
I wait, I close my eyes and don’t think.
Thinking gets in the way.
Jumbles my ideas and thoughts.
Better to just wait,
close my eyes and wait.
I’ll write what they tell me to.
But not with words,
those come out of the end of my pen
All on their own.
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Sometimes waiting for those words seems like waiting for the CA drought to end.
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Very true and the harder I try, the longer it takes!
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