stare

  So I just sit and stare… off into space waiting for inspiration to write what is meant to be written (Trying to avoid labels).  Lyrics flow in my mind but I don’t want to appreciate beauty today. I am done with it I guess. So I just sit and stare. Stare at this blank piece of paper and I made eyes staring at me. And I just could not move beyond. I made a face and the expressions made me tickle. But as I said I did not want to write about beauty today. And while I was just sitting and starring, I looked beyond her face, beyond her lexis. Something that constitutes it. And colors did flow automatically.  

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