Wringing Myself Over Craters by Blair Gaulton 

Wringing Myself Over Craters
Wringing myself for words;
which do not appear.
I want to express;
makes me sad.
Have to be patient.
The poem remains full of empty craters.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Feb 2017

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