Hackneyed
Writer's BlockHe sits wide-eyed, staring at an unmarked page Tapping his pen on the table, adrift in thought Confined by his unoriginal ideas. Words fly through his mind like pigeons "It feels too familiar," he whispers reflectively He pauses noticing the silence of his surroundings Putting his pen at the ready, A dot of ink forms a perfect circle on the page He begins to write, A broken home, divorce, suicide, financial defeat All pou...