To Write or Not To Write

I don't know what to write about
nothing seems to cross my mind.
I think, I try, I sigh, I pout,
my mind is quite unkind.

To no particular place I wander,
outside my feet go for inspiration.
a bird, a tree, a flower yonder?
No answere for my desperation.

The unfathomable depths of my mind I scour,
juxapose two unlike things should I?
Talk about time in terms of an hour?
Or speak of the rich flavours of a pecan pie?

To write or not to write,
I can 't seem to decide.
My mind itself it fights,
So I choose ot try.

 

 

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