Blue blotsΒ Β adorn the page Trembling ink falling from trembling fingers Don't you remember how to write?
There's a pause
Images soar wildly through your mind. Like a firefly zipping inside a glass jar Bouncing from memory to memory Ultimately the light shines bright The firefly reaches the top of the jar But before it can escape It burns out Falls gracefully On it's back.
You look down And the blank canvas *Screams of silence