Come Back

It feels so strange to write again
Like stretching after a long night’s sleep
My fingers feel anxious
Itching to write anything
Everything
Even as my brain tries to eke out
Just a few interesting thoughts.
My mind tries to form back into the writing state
The foggy articulation needed for poetry
The transcendence of tyrannizing taste of WORD.

It feels so good to write again.

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