Sketch on realizing I hadn’t written anything for a long time.
Far too long
Since my pen
Scratched a song
Like a hen
Picking seed
From the grass
Feathers gleam
Like old brass
Long since time
That I sat
Spit a rhyme
Like a cat
Hairballed words
Ticking out
No weird curves
Not a doubt
Too long since
My pen primed
Took the hints
Of my mind
Now I scritch
Even scratch
Poet’s itch
On my back
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