I tried to set down some lines
but I dropped them instead.
I broke half the words
as they left my head.
Now they lay mangled
on a page better left blank.
I collected the pieces
and shuffled them some.
I dwelt on the passion
until I was numb.
I laid in the grinder
as they turned the crank.
Thus rendered and wasted
I joined them in bliss.
We lay together
as perfect as this.
For all of my dreaming
the page remains blank.
I tried to set down some lines
but I dropped them instead.
I broke half the words
as they left my head.
Now they lay mangled
on a page better left blank.
I collected the pieces
and shuffled them some.
I dwelt on the passion
until I was numb.
I laid in the grinder
as they turned the crank.
Thus rendered and wasted
I joined them in bliss.
We lay together
as perfect as this.
For all of my dreaming
the page remains blank.
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