Oh, ho, ho, ho garsh. (Writer’s Block Part ii)

Oh, ho, ho, ho garsh. (Writer’s Block Part ii)

I had this writer’s block thing goin’ on,

For a long period __________. <—(Like that.)

Then one day, it just brilliantly sprung out on me

Like a moose moseying across the road,

And I’m on time for a rueful collision in my hypothetical mobile.

The clean sound of crash.

The next thing I know,

I’m pickin’ glass from my ears and virulent smoke’s fillin’ up my lungs.

That’s when it’s time to escape,

And when I do, the air is so crisp.

What a battle, though-

Dripping blood, clumps of hair, moose, and bent metal-

A cataclysm, but I survived.

It’s a brilliant moment like this when I set fire to the car

And watch a burning block between me and writing smolder to ash.

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