Nothing Comes To Mind Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Nothing Comes To Mind



Smoke signals within, sending messages into the universe,
attempting to find some sort of salve to heal or cure me
from this puzzle.
Nothing seems to come to mind, not even to the doctors I
see.
So here I sit, wondering, if this particular ailment will
kill me or just get in the way, slowing me down in life.

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