(Originally posted on October 16, 2012 as "When the author is mute . . . ")
Voice catches.
The pen refuses.
The keys spell letters
disconnected.
Words falter,
lisp, lean,
struggle in the throat,
strangle the sound.
No cadence
story
wit
rhyme.
Mute.
Father, your inspiration is the only voice I know. Speak to me, Holy Spirit. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

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