Literary Hack Poems | Examples

Left For Dead

My mind's a blank, a non-think tank
  The garden of my thoughts overgrown and rank

Inspiration has fled, left me for dead
  The rivers of passion dried up, fully bled

I stare at the page -- it stares right back
  Mirror image of a literary hack

I look at the sky; the ceiling blocks it
  Out the window -- darkness mocks it

O, for a metaphor... O, for a simile
  O, for a tiny ray of sweet poetry!