Getting Tiresome

The empty feeling,

    Dark abyss,

        a pressure kept from escape,

The wind howls… thunder rolls… *

A tedious continuation

    strewn with unrest,

    "a distasteful emptiness within thyself"

a bitter concern inside, one amount too many

so concern overflows and surrounds

    consuming like that of a flood

        unto the motley of ideas

        missing thoughts, staleness, endlessness

        lost aspirations,

And the feeling pursues.

    Sense of immovability.

The sudden but much needed

arrival of a task originally not thought of

    moments prior,

        revival of frozen body and muddled mind-

Empty and immutable, task and chore,

    dead phone, dry mouth, mind void

    of idea-begin a task to occupy,

memory of frozen concept and dulled perception and lack of objective,

All to compile and bring to fruition.

     The mind gathering and tossing about

     fragments, developing patience, learning to

     cope

And the monotony of thoughts as if never ending

     within the confines

           boredom-seize thine decadent convictions

Zero resurgence.