Blank Space [a poem]

Blank space oh blank space
Oh, how I loathe thee.
So full of potential
And yet you scare me.

I’m flailing f’r’ideas,
I just want to write!
Some help you’re being,
I give you my spite.

Blank space, oh blank space,
Why must you be mean?
You mock me and taunt me
With your squarness and clean.

Oh, look! I just wrote
A diminutive poem
About you, oh blank space,
Who’s blank no mo’me

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