I can't write, I can't think <br />Has this pen run out of ink? <br />It's pushed me to the brink <br />It's driven me to drink <br />My soul's begun to sink <br /> <br />I've got a line, I need a link <br />I've purged this uncreative kink <br />An open mind tipped me the wink <br />I'm back in the pink <br />Now where's that bottle of Quink...<br /><br />Esra Sloblock<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blank-4/
