At first I thought I was just in a slump, this would pass.. til one day I sat down with a brilliant(in my mind anyway) idea to write some prose about, and nothing would come. Not one word that didn't sound tired and trite. And not only did it happen one time, but numerous times. I figured ok, this will pass... Finally it seems to have for this little bit of poem anyway. Let us hope the pall over my brain is gone for good.