Poem poem where are thee?
I search my sorry brain,
Words floating in the mushy grey
Matter not when blocked and slain.
Verse oh verse where did you go?
I fumble, find you not,
Dear reader my apologies
Bereft, as I scribe aught.
Voice dear voice, glottis larynx
Articulate something,
A phrase a single utterance
Untie thou vocal strings.
Ideas, thought and ponderings
Convene at haste I beg,
Cerebrate or else declare
"Girl thou art an egg."
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