I am at an impasse.
I can no longer write.
As i sit here dread and agony
boils and rages inside me.
Festering until it manifests
into...
Me.
into...
agony and rage.
I can't produce music
I can't write the poetry
I can't paint my visions
so here I will force myself
to get something
anything
out.
No matter if its good
it is me
where my head is at
and so hopefully
this neither here nor there piece
can drag me out of this rut
like a tow-truck to a hippie van
thats been bogged in the mud
for months on end.
And so
I'll end this piece
with some food for thought
just one word






ugh.