My Poem for the Day
I feel like a repository
of clichés, trite rhymes,
and clunky meter.
Like an original thought
would suffocate
in my mind.
The only things that come out
have been said before,
and badly.
But I also feel
like a mountain climber:
stubborn, determined, dauntless.
Whatever it is that gets them to top--
I have a small dose of that
to write my poems.
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