A quite miserable attempt at a poem

I have an intense case of writers block

i cant even follow directions

my writing skills need resurrection

as you read this, it won’t be a shock


To write about fall would be fine

but i have not a clue

what i might do

when it’s time to write the first line.


It’s barely turned summer, why write about fall?

Maybe i’ll have an idea

by the time we have colder weather



all the greats are rolling in their graves

watching me struggle through this

like they could do any better

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