Sunday, November 10, 2013

On Frustration

My heart is pumping
Faster and faster.
My hands cover my face.
My hair is wild from pulling.
Chores are getting done.
Because I'm stuck.

My book is giving
Me fit after fit.
The words are not flowing.
The frustration is mounting.
Words on paper.
That's my goal.

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