How Long Does It Take For Ringworm

Men only (unpublished)



Sometimes they are not words.
hands are empty,
outstretched in the air, hungry,
anxiously waiting to be filled with inspiration that allows

to free themselves, and to impart the
soul forever

eagerly filling a canvas, or a piece of paper.
In those moments of gloomy silence,

when all that remains is a silent cry inside, then we cease to believe

to be poets, artists, or writers.
And there are only single men.
fingers, crushed,
grab anything.
Sometimes they are not words.
The mind loses its power and remains only
pain,
without possibility of release.

(c) Eleanor Grana, 2009