What is this gray cloud
laying waste my will to write?
From whence comes this murky, impenetrable malaise
blocking my photographer's vision?
I feel trapped,
alien to my own mind,
estranged from my heart,
a foreigner in my body.
This is not me.
So where have I gone?
More importantly,
how do I return?
Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All
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