Poemdog

Dogs 2016

NOTHING
(3/16/16)


I look
at a blank
screen

I'm getting
no help here

I stare out
of the window

no movement

at least
there is nothing
moving
for me

I get up

walk around
the house

think
of things
that need
to be done

dreariness

what seems
noteworthy
of my surroundings

at least
to me

I have written
already

time
to stop
whining

no creativity
is evident
so might
as well
work out

generate
some sweat

at least
I'll be able
to shower
that away

this metaphorical
stink

however

will cling
to me

until my
fingers
can once again
hit the keys
with some
purpose

presently
the power button
seems my only
efficacious action