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by Oliver Drewman

HERE I AM
I CAN'T WRITE
SO FRUSTRATING
CAN'T TAKE FLIGHT
TOWARDS ALL THE THINGS
I WANT TO SAY
TOWARDS ALL THE HEIGHTS
THIS SOARING
LITERARY PLAY

I FEEL NUMB
SO I CAN'T WRITE
I CAN'T DESCRIBE
BRAIN SQUEEZING TIGHT
ON ALL MY THOUGHTS
SO GRAND
ON ALL THE ENDLESS
WORDS AROUND
WITH NONE TO EVER LAND

I SENSE UNEASE
I CANNOT WRITE
I WISH TO FREEZE
MY THOUGHTS TONIGHT
IN PROSE SO LONG
SO DEEP
IN POEM'S SONG
PARLAY FOR PEACE
I WISH TO REAP

I WISH TO DENY
I CANNOT WRITE
MY WELL OF WORDS
NO MOISTURE'S SIGHT
NO EASY DRINK
AT THE EDGE
NO REFRESHMENT
NO DRAWING FORTH
IDEA'S OWN PLEDGE

WELL NOW TIS DONE
STILL I CAN'T WRITE
THIS WASTED TIME
WITH NOTHING BRIGHT
NO LIGHT FROM HEAVEN
NO CLOUDS DEPART
JUST THOUGHTS
CONFINED
WITHIN MY HEART

06/17/2002

Posted on 06/17/2002
Copyright © 2026 Oliver Drewman

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