There comes a time,
when nothing fits,
nothing works.
It is in this time
that words seem lost,
and ideas evade.
What shall be done?
How to take the
cork out of the bottle?
Perhaps a walk, a jog,
and a jump will suffice
to shake it loose.
What I do, take a walk. The cork pops, ink rushes to the fingertips - well said. - slc
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What I do, take a walk. The cork pops, ink rushes to the fingertips - well said. - slc