Muted
She had been stalked
Dark thoughts draped in silence
Ranting
Gnawing
Suckling
At the breast of doubt
Whimpering
In the shadowed suffering
Of idled indecision
Held hostage
By the blank page
John G. Lawless
©6/23/2023
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