I thought I was going to write a poem tonight. Instead I sat here staring at the screen contemplating things there are no words for. I spent some time hitting "next blog" and found a blog whose URL and name I've now forgotten. The most recent post was that of a 59 year old woman saying goodbye to her friends and making peace with death. Her cancer had taken all hope away, and left her with regrets, and a hospice nurse. I came back then, to the empty screen, cursor blinking, positive that I'd write, I'd find a way to decompress, let all the festering shit in my head out.
The urge comes. The words do not.