Lately I’ve had a desperate need to write, but I suffer from a lack of inspiration these days. To give myself a kickstart, I used a random word generator online to give me a set of six words that I would then craft into a poem. The words I received were ‘extract’, ‘betrayal’, ‘contagious’, ‘messenger’, ‘union’, and ‘smart’.
Using these six words, I came up with the following poem:
To extract thoughts and ideas from my mind
Seems so impossible, I take it as a sign.
A betrayal from my hand to my brain
A tenuous union that’s driving me insane.
If I were smart, I’d find hobbies more contagious
Things I can do that will be more advantageous
Someone get a reliable messenger for my hand and head
Before things remain silent, sadly left unsaid.
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