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Writer's Block

She told me to write from my heart,
from my soul
She said to write what's inside
of me
But what if there isn't anything
What is my heart
is full of blankness?
What if inside me is a vast
waiting to swallow me up?
Waiting, hungry, to devour
my mind,
when I finally give in?
What if the only thing in my soul
is a square cement cube,
labeled "writer's block"?

9 October 1999