Dehydrated Musings

Trying to be inspired

Some annoying madman

Has crawled into my ear

And is beating my skull with a croquet mallet.

I believe my lack of water

Must have conjured him

To torture me into sipping some Gatorade.

My pen taps on my paper

I long to spin eloquent words

Into a breathtaking, masterful poem.

Instead, my thoughts speak in a drone

Limply spinning in circles

Nothing worthwhile is rising to the top, just bubbles.

My body is a steamy summer noon

With no breeze and plenty of languid flies

I want to kill them, but then I'd just be slapping myself.

Author's Note

I think it speaks for itself...I was really bored and trying to write something deep and meaningful, and it just wasn't working, so the result was this.

Reviews

[Ben Taylor]

And in vocalizing your feeling of failure, you have created something rather beautiful.

"Limply spinning in circles" is such an awesome way to describe your un-profound thoughts xD
Also, "My body is a steamy summer noon" is a pretty epic line as well.
Well written--it always amuses me when people write about their lack of inspiration and wind up with something exquisite. :)

[Kenneth The Poet]

I love this, sounds like a drunk poem. This is funny!