• Gary Hunter

Stuck - June 30, 2021

up all night writing

because I wanted some

sparkling revelation

to offer this morning

but words failed

and I have nothing to show

but the sloppy stains

of scribbles and cross-outs


maybe I'll learn someday

that what I want to say

and what needs to be said

are like the crusts

someone forgot

to cut off my sandwich

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