Obstacle.
Today I write about nothing.
The blank page stares at me,
Ready to embrace anything.
I draw a stick figure over
The bare body of the lifeless sheet.
It pretends to be me; I pretend to be it.
I spilled my wine... Purple landscape.
I drown in it. The phone rings...
“No one alive to answer!”
A crumbled ball... Trash can
In the corner of my room.
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