When words refuse to come to me --
the nightmare of a writer --I come to them; I read.
I will coax them to me, tease them and flatter them.
"I can show you a good time."
I will watch you weave worlds
with letters and spaces and punctuation.
And if the words still refuse to come to me?--
the nightmare of a writer --I come to them; I read.
I will coax them to me, tease them and flatter them.
"I can show you a good time."
I will watch you weave worlds
with letters and spaces and punctuation.
And if the words still refuse to come to me?--
I'll fucking kidnap them.
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