alluding with alliteration

my spine is like jelly
my head on a spring
my feet stuck in concrete
something has clipped
my wings of creativity
doing their best to keep
me grounded, I should
be soaring and swooping
and diving and playing
with words, dancing
with phrases, alluding
with alliteration, but
the bucket is empty,
there’s nothing left
in the till, I don’t
seem to come up with
anything even by
sheer determination
and will, so I’ll hang
up my pencil, set
aside my quill and try
to rhyme for someone
else, maybe EMINEM
needs some help

— GB

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