Drawing a Blank (A Poem)
My brain is all befuddled.
Every time I have a thought, it's pulled away with a yank.
I want to be productive. I want to be creative.
Instead, I'm drawing a blank.
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Maybe it's old age.
Maybe it's stress.
Who knows, it could be an old brain injury
Coming back to haunt me by leaving my head all a mess.
All I know is putting thoughts into actions or words
Is becoming a bit like navigating through a China shop while driving a tank.
No matter what the explanation is,
My mind keeps drawing a blank.
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