Poetry blogging: Block head

“A writer’s block is in his head.”

The famous Sigmund Freud has said.

But I’m annoyed with Dr. Fraud

for now we’re left to fill the void.

The void is vast, it’s wide and deep

It keeps me up, it haunts my sleep.

Burst worst of all this, wretched void

has left the author unemployed.

So if you’re head has got a block,

Remember that its not a rock.

It isn’t either made of stone,

Alas you’re head is only bone.

Jake II ‘09