You get entirely momentarily stuck, and then you just grab a fucking big-ass blue dictionary and get motoring again. Literally 😉 saturating your mind with a sea of words until the whole damn think feels as though it is begging to vomit them all out of your empty vessel of a head. Still up to you how well you can manage to somehow cause a semblance of order amidst the utter disorder, in inevitably turning a mountain of stomach churning diction into a glorious albeit, still, evidently hard to stomach thing. All poetry is hard to stomach for the mass readership. Mass readership. Poetry. Really? That’s why music and all of its gloriously odd goddamn instruments were surely invented, to give words an almighty crutch of musical inclination. Words are phenomenal but they are also far too common altogether.

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