I’ve written this poem before
I scribbled these words previously
And this ain’t no deja vu
I’m repeating myself
Going in circles
Chasing my tail
I’ve penned these lines in the past
They came out just the same
I’ve nothing new to add to them
My inspiration dried up
It’s with the tumbleweeds now
Gone
So repetitive, so true to the long ago
You want the new
The fresh
Creativity springs forth creating the unseen
The unheard the unknown
Not the tired and true
I’ve written this poem before
And I’ll write it again
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe next week
You’ll read it and like it
I know I will
This is a well trodden path
The familiar, the easy
Catch me if you can -- it’s easy
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