Flying into a distant thought
Whether a reverie or memory
Creative impulse
Word by word
Seeing images rise before my mind
Line constraints
Is that so?
Religion is quite a no no
A tangle of thoughts are only for UFO's
I'm now looking for creativity that is correct
When the writers call the ink gently falls
Saying the muse should be free
But with such restrictions
How can that be so?
I'm in the middle of a lost initiative
Seeing what can be
Or what should be done
The former is the correct one to me
In the middle of a constraint I can be lost forevermore
I will continue to look for a lost initiative
Tangle of styles, selling out
What if that is currently in my heart?
Generic or progressive
Or a fictional world
I will continue to search for a lost initiative
When I see what I want to say
In my mind
I really just can't say no
Are these contstraints for something new?
Or words already known?
A decayed form of a lost initiative
So as the sun sets in the west
I will continue to write to my best ability
But as for limitations
I will say no
Therefore I will find a lost initiative
A contest entry
- *I AM SICK OF LIMITED WRITING* FORTY LINES OR MORE!!!* by Tweedle Dee.
1330 points, ended January 15, 15 entries
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