frustration

this bloody unfeeling object

      refuses to co-operate
        aura changes colour display to
          frustrated, tongue-tied.

beyond the pen, blank pages mock
the author, the emotions that
surface & ripple. without a shoreline

on which to land, the words float
through endless gray seas.

the silky feel of words
    ………..sliding………………………………..
                    just
                        out
                            of
                                reach

leaves a pit
in my stomach, as if hunger
is an acceptable solution.