Come Back to Me

Words have betrayed me.

When there was nothing else, I always had words. Now there is nothing.

My hands move to type. They hover uselessly over a keyboard and they wait. They wait for something to happen, for something to move them. Nothing happens. They hover a moment longer, hopeful always. Eventually they find the mouse and click out the screen. The blank page saves to drafts and there are several blank pages there now.

Nothing happens.

The world is full of words but none of them choose me.

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