Everythinglessness

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Sunday Writing Prompt

My words have all dried up,
They flew away and away,
Leaving me a barren mass.
My hands numb as frozen,
The ink no more flows from
My pen to behold.
Nor can my fingers
hold those curves.
Gurgling mind is lost,
And my brain left me dead.
So tell me,
How in this world,
When lifelessness takes hold of me,
Am I to speak of life?
Tell me,
How in this world,
When thoughtlessness cripples me,
Am I to furnish phrases?
Tell me,
How in this world,
When colorlessness blinds me,
Am I to confront those blank sheets?

When the ink has been spilled all over,
When no space has been left out,
How am I supposed to write?

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