Welcome to Hello Poetry and thanks for following me. I know it can be tough when you start, but your poems are always great if they are from the heart. You'll stay up late awake at night staring at your computer light with no thoughts coming to your mind, ticking your fingers on the keyboard while your teeth grind. This poem is a thanks for the times you deal with blanks. The times you know are tough, I, too, am familiar with how rough that feels. And I swear it never heals, only goes away temporarily just to smack you more disparagingly.
So, here's to the poets who are so fixated on blemishes that they don't even know it.