Empty cot.

Abundance of thoughts

Nothing in particular

Wear and tear of a young healthy mind

Inspired by all that is unkind

In my calm neutral state 

I have nothing to write

I wish I had a point

or a way to knit the words together

Instead I am

thoughtlessly dribbling out

segments of something

reminiscent 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

those cots of empty thoughts are not very comfortable...as it is when we are at a loss for poetic words, and become full of restless sleep.