the words that used to fly from my thoughts
and onto the paper
seems to be crashing into a window
these days
they’re just not good enough
no thats wrong
thats it
they’re just
“good enough”
not “great”
not “exciting”
not any of the fancy words
that they use after looking
at a thesaurus
these words are just that
a ramble
a thought that never ends
looping
loop-di-looping
over
and over
andovernandoverandover
with no end
no beginning
no plot
no character
just a long blotch
of squiggles
and nothingness
mixed with a bit of confusion
sprinkle on the frustration
and there
you’ve baked the cake we all call
“writers block”

what the heck even is this