Have you come here to play Jesus to the lepers in your head?

The Painful Task

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Day after day the writer plugs away
at his labored and painful task
He must create, he must do it today
or else face the question they ask
Where’s the new story, how does it end?
the writer doesn’t know, he lives the story within
but the ones who write his checks have bills to tend
So the writer must hurry or else the story goes in the trash bin.


Written by taj

June 21, 2007 at 12:57 pm

Posted in Poems

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  1. Reminds me of a couple of scenes from the sixth and seventh books in the Dark Tower series …


    June 21, 2007 at 2:38 pm

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