So he finds….

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Without his muse

He can’t write a fucking thing

Phraseology trapped under his skin

Awaits  release from inertia

Awaits a lightness of breath

To unbind his heart’s language

A vocabulary of verity

On bones winter white

Waiting for thaw

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