river inspires me
flowing in motion.
fingers scribble on rocks
without a writers block.
what it writes
lasts for generations,
books wither,
hard disks erase,
though it's writings lasts.
pictorial at times.
shapes stalagmites
and stalactites,
dripping through roof
building on floor.
there is no taboo
it pens without ink.
it's imagery.
human writers have blocks
failing to capture full.




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