Hours

The endless hours
Of contemplating
Every word I write
Seems wrong
Waiting for a cloud burst
To wash the mundane along.

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. janemwoodman says:

    Oh, I like this. It depicts the familiar uncommonly well.

    Liked by 1 person

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