Friday, August 27, 2010

Eight

The image of a perfect story rests in my mind
So I sit before a blank page and formulate.

The first sentence comes but I don’t like it
So I do my best to recreate.

The page is filled but it's not as I pictured
So I think about starting over, but I debate.

The only way to get better at writing is to write
So I continue and try not to evaluate.
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