Flowing Like Milk and Honey

Words don't escape me, I let them out silky and smooth like warm honey…

I am penless and
so the parched parchment becomes
a crumpled mass on the floor
no words emit from me
I am as empty
as a Saharan desert flower
bloomless without rain

The words are gone
life has left a
world seen and frozen
in my mind
because I am penless
inkless and
a crumpled mass on the floor
forever more
because from me
the words are gone
and without them
I am dead

2 thoughts on “Wordless

  1. LeTaraWrites says:

    That’s a terrible feeling…

    Liked by 1 person

    1. eabmarshall says:

      Yes, especially when words are like breathing.

      Liked by 1 person

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