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Another day spent 

casting my lines out 

into the depth of my mind, 

fishing for inspiration 

in the jumble of ideas and 

words and 

hoping to string together 

another poem. 

So here I am now, 

sitting with nothing to say, 

nothing to write, 

patiently waiting for 

something to bite.

Sigh. I have no inspiration to write anything. I've totally neglected my blogs (I'm sorry, readers of Puppetmaster!!!) and my writing. Whatever happened to the days I could just pluck out something and write??? Sigh... I guess I had just enough imagination to churn this out, but otherwise, I have nothing.