Drawing a blank on what to talk about here today.

So, here is a drabble-poem I wrote on the 31st.

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Where do the words go, when the mind goes blank?
Are they still there in potential, if only one could reach them?
Or have they flown away, and breath must bring them back?

Roll the dice, pick a prompt, apply the pen to paper
Coax the words out somehow. No one needs to see them,
Only you, squeezing them out like blood from a finger-prick.

It's not a project without it being bled on, after all --
Pins, needles, knives, chisels, styli digging lines in wax
One by one by one, until there is something on the page

No longer blank
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I did get words today, 200+, but I think they need reworking before they fit properly with the SWG challenge set, or even as a solo thing. That's ok. Not everything needs to be postable straight off. I'm allowed second drafts.
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