A Poem (29)

Nothing
on my mind.
A blank sheet
with no lines,
no words.
Nothing
to focus on,
everything blurred
as through
a shabby window.
No creaks of light,
of hope.
No grasping
of words.
What is it?
Where
has it gone?
My mind,
incoming waves.

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