P#1 Blank

I stare.

It’s blank.

I stare some more.

Still blank.

My hand moves.

(Is it having a thought I don’t have?)

It stiffens. Stops.

False alarm.

I return to the glaring whiteness.

We stare at each other.

Minutes pass.

Blank.

Blank.

 

Still blank.

I think I can see the future! In three hours time . . . it will be . . .

Miraculously!

.

.

.

Still blank.

(Sigh . . . ) This damn page . . .

 

I sleep.

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Author: xenia

Xenia (Greek: ξενία, xenía, trans. "guest-friendship") is the ancient Greek concept of hospitality, the generosity and courtesy shown to those who are far from home and/or associates of the person bestowing guest-friendship.

3 thoughts on “P#1 Blank”

    1. I agree with the “dumb thoughts” thing. When I wrote this, I was in a donut shop, staring at a page and I really wanted to write something deep, but my head was just so empty, all that came out was…this.

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