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No, please, not again, Not the ******* Block, Think I’m about to cry, A grown man, weeping, So unreal, sad, even. An occupational hazard, Finding the Block, lurking, The unforgiving, ******* Block, Visited by all worth their salt, Dreaded by writers, loathed. An empty well, bone dry, The Block, mocking, malicious, Laughing in the shadows, Shifting within deeper shadows, Growing, so very strong. It cannot be mastered, Not now, not ever, Now you know it exists, Grasp the pen, tap keys, You must fight! Ignore the jeering, Conquer fears first; Then, try writing, just write, Summon courage, dry your eyes, Then slay the ******* Block. © Paul Chafer 2014
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Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 8:44 AM UTC
The ******* Block
No, please, not again, Not the ******* Block, Think I’m about to cry, A grown man, weeping, So unreal, sad, even. An occupational hazard, Finding the Block, lurking, The unforgiving, ******* Block, Visited by all worth their salt, Dreaded by writers, loathed. An empty well, bone dry, The Block, mocking, malicious, Laughing in the shadows, Shifting within deeper shadows, Growing, so very strong. It cannot be mastered, Not now, not ever, Now you know it exists, Grasp the pen, tap keys, You must fight! Ignore the jeering, Conquer fears first; Then, try writing, just write, Summon courage, dry your eyes, Then slay the ******* Block. © Paul Chafer 2014
Dedicated to Bilal Kaci, inspired by his poem, 'Bats'.
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Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 8:44 AM UTC
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