Monday 15 June 2020

WRITE A POEM

Write a poem she said
As if she expected
My fingers to begin
Dancing across the keyboard
As if disconnected
From my mind and heart
That's not the way
It works, I said
Immediately my fingers 
Stopped.
She said, See?
You stopped believing
I never did

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