What else?
Whenever I’m stuck and staring at a blank computer screen
Oppressed by the weight of everything that’s already been said
By me, by you, by Shakespeare, by Homer, by Anonymous
I remind myself that under a glacier in the mountains of Austria
Rest the bones of a man who lived before anything was said
Yet I’ll bet even he sat facing a bare cave wall and wondered
What else? What more can I draw about the big mammoth hunt?
If there is nothing new under the sun…then try the moon
One thing is for certain: there is nothing new under the ice sheet
5:17:57 PM  Poems
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