I’ve Lost My Voice
By Brandon Palzkill
Staring at the speckled ceiling
Waiting for inspiration to fall from the sky
Soft golden lamplight twinkles
On my spot-stained lenses
Reminding me of rain-soaked sunrises
And my wheels creak and groan
Looking for descriptors
To define the resplendent imagery
In my wandering mind
And coming up completely empty
Nothing to be said
I’ve lost my voice…
Excuse me while I try to find it.
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