Keyboard Dreams (Repost from September 2022)

Rest my fingers

until the keyboard

flickers alive

and I am able to write.

Some days,

poetry stifles my limbs

and I am heavy with writer’s block.

I close my eyes

and rest my body in stanzas,

until I can dream a new poem

to pin to the page.

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