Not so long ago
I lost my flow
where did it go?
I do not know.
I sat down to write
but it was a fight
no words in sight
it just wasn't right.
I asked my brain
to not be insane
to just regain
and flow once again.
I tried to force it
but I had to quit
I had lost my wit
it was all unfit.
I started to obsess
I must confess
I was in distress
my writing a mess.
Then I opened a beer
it all became clear
I had nothing to fear
it wasn't that severe.
Now at last here I am
I am like ****
I hit a grand slam
with this little jam.
Dec 20, 2010
Dec 20, 2010 at 7:53 PM UTC
Not so long ago
I lost my flow
where did it go?
I do not know.
I sat down to write
but it was a fight
no words in sight
it just wasn't right.
I asked my brain
to not be insane
to just regain
and flow once again.
I tried to force it
but I had to quit
I had lost my wit
it was all unfit.
I started to obsess
I must confess
I was in distress
my writing a mess.
Then I opened a beer
it all became clear
I had nothing to fear
it wasn't that severe.
Now at last here I am
I am like ****
I hit a grand slam
with this little jam.
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