Gems, Gloom and Baseball: Spilling The Dye

The words aren't coming
The lethargy is winning
My circuits are fried
my mood at a simmer

I'm in the first inning
but feel my focus slipping
as if it's the bottom of the ninth
but I haven't even started pitching

I'm spilling the dye
pressing my truth
even as my eyes
and sense of purpose droop

Not every day
Creates gems out of gloom
but I'm writing every day
this is what I do
Written by Everyday_Author (Randall)
Author's Note
I don't want to write fight now but I haven't missed a day yet!
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