Hunger

Inspiration just won't come
A lack of momentum

An unsolvable conundrum
An answer none can fathom

Ebbed has been the flow
Venom engendering rage and woe

Stuck inside for the meantime
Frustration rules prime

Neurons without spark
Not a single useful quark

This is no passion
It's more of an addiction

And the ink flows on
Describing this verbal starvation

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