The Word Cliche
I am stuck in a cliche
the narrative recurs
I need to leap out
As I am in loops...
The sentences just re-happen
the words repeat
Oh I have to portray these beautiful phenomenas I encounter continually,
in the deepness of self, so insightfully...
but where
where do I find the words.. so clear sightedly
where else than from my inner singing birds
Oh my recollection, my seeking descriptive want
When on demand... it suffers and retreats
I stop, and I insist
please I must find what I need!
No,
No, I am looping
the narrative can reoccur...
but its different... look, there actually is something to allure!
oh my word
here they are!
the words
they've come back!
I wish that words, I won't ever lack.
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