Nyssa Elena Jacobsen · Nov 25, 2011
Dog Eared Pages

Dog eared pages
betray my thoughts
or rather the lack there of

I think
then blink
But i'm thinking faster
or is it blinking?
It doesn't matter
Nothing is working

Inspiration dances
Romances
entrances
like a cornish pixie
teases

My muse has gone
his return I await
with bated breath
I wait like fate

 
To comment on this poem, please log in or create a free account
Log in or register to comment