A Poem About A Mental Block

This one was a little easier to write than I thought it’d be.
It offers nothing more than a rough sketch, but it does come after a fair bit of overthinking things whilst not committing them to text.

I was hoping more to write about the changing of seasons but I didn’t and so this came out and there’s not much to say. It’s pretty direct and rough. That’s about it really.

I hope you enjoy.

I spend my time looking for words
Hoping to describe in a display of meaning
The changing of seasons as the passage of time

I try to let the words flow forward
As autumn begets winter through gradual grace
But try as I might, they do not step forward

Perhaps they should flow naturally
In the way the temperature should steadily lower
However, I cannot stop trying

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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