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DEFINITELY UNINSPIRED
I feel like just sitting
in a twilight room and
drawing vegetation with
my blue biro. I feel like
I've lost something.
I feel like I've swallowed
a lead ball with melancholy
written on it ... and
It's gone the wrong way.
I feel like there's something
wrong, but I can't place my
finger on it.
I feel like I want to go to sleep
... and never wake up.
I feel uninspired too!
Yes I do.
I feel the only thing that
Will make me laugh
is something wicked!
I'd like to use an axe
... and not for chopping firewood.
And God I need sarcasm right now!
I feel heavy ... very heavy.
Like sloppy joe, ... without joe.
I want to be alone.
Not alone in a crowd.
I feel vague and regretful.
Temporary lack of confidence.
A mild lapse in spirit.
A blank wall ... staring.
Where is my sub-conscious?
That active being that never
let's me sleep.
Constipated by month old prose.
My head on my shoulder.
... and I want my fat dead dog;
to waddle to me ... again. |