Dried Up

I've gone dry

With words

That aren't flowing

Rivers run in my mind

But my pen

Won't move

Stuck

Blocked

My mind knows

What to say

But the pen

On strike

The ink

Between my fingers

Frozen

Words get jumbled

Thoughts snowballing

Tangled wires

Messages saying abort

Until another day

K.j.a. (c) 2017