Writers Block

I am without inspiration
Lacking creative inclination
Causing great indignation,
Which really needs elimination.

Not an image in my mind,
No ideas to be combined,
All thoughts must be confined -
Nothing good to be designed.

Write, erase, write, repeat.
Type, backspace, type, delete.
Add, empty, add deplete.
Move forward, back, forward, retreat.

Everything good is being undone.
Writers block is never fun.
My brain's been bleached by the sun.
I feel like a cap wearing dunce.

I need a sharp clever awakening,
Something to keep the reader questioning -
Something to keep my work from deadening -
Come on, haven't I done enough reckoning...

3/21/2014
Riley Welch