Ed J. Wermann
Empty Headed - Poem by Ed J. Wermann
The quagmire of thought
Stifles and expressions.
It will not be caught.
You have only the vision
From the blue.
Opening to ecstasy
When they are found.
Bound to this Damned Computer!
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