Blocked

The filament
in the lightbulb
up above my head
switches on
and buzzes with
ideas glowing
bright and clear
beginnings
but just before
they fully form
they break apart
and fizzle out
into half finished
poetry
smoking with
lost thoughts
that have no form
or substance
as they float
away into
the ether.

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