The Lazy Poet
Knocking on my brain
In dead of night
A word--THE word
I sought.
But the light is out
And all is silent.
No pen in hand or
pad on which to jot
A groggy, rhetorical question
"No, I shall not."
In the morning
I've forgotten.
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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