Gummy Bear
My brain is filled with sticky stuff today
and thoughts will not come out.
Sorry sisters and brothers.
The want is within
and I try to nausea:
I pinch my nose purse my lips
shut tight my eyes and blow fish.
A hint of wit in the silly putty?
Something worth script?
No!
A metaphoric fart judders my cheeks.
Squeezed out is an empty wish
for metrical structure.
My head is hopeless.
Gummy; bare.
Forgive me Voltaire.
My brain is brim sticky
and I cannot share
a poem today.
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