I really want to write but I feel like I can't get the words out, which is frustrating, because I've been having ideas of things I want to happen in my stories and then when I try to write it down it just seems stupid
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Spider slowly descending From the skylight It can't go in the bed! Throw dirty clothes at him He's gone sailing toward the closet Where he will lurk and grow
White dog on the ceiling, wagging Windows darkening Blinds moving but no one's holding them Standing on the bed Jumping, screaming Only a squeak coming from my mouth Throwing blankets at the ghost