Trash in my Mind
I need some inspiration,
To write some great poetry;
For I feel a sense of Writer’s block,
at this very moment,
Inhabiting my manic mind.
Block, block, block,
Like a drain filled with trash;
Trash crumpled in my mind
Like a patchwork quilt.
Block, block, block.
Untangle this mindless mess,
let the drain be cleared,
Allow me to now think,
Without this trash in my mind.
Allow me to now think, think, think,
Without this trash in my mind.
Block, block, block.
(2015)
