Please Stop
My poetry's boring
My readers are snoring
My scribbling is all about war
My brains are all fuzzled
My thoughts are all muddled
I've never felt this way before
My mind has one focus,
Too much hocus focus
Causing anxiety galore.
There's no denying
I'm constantly sighing,
Please stop. We can't take any more.
Copyright © Shirley Hawkins | Year Posted 2022
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