Sitting quietly
resting
on the banks of
The River of Thought
with absolutely
no energy or motivation
to chase any of the ideas
floating past
to see where they might lead
though the last one
was making quite a splash
and might really have made
something nice
(it wanted to be something about
happy shadows dancing
on her bedroom ceiling).
It took every ounce
of mental strength I had
just to write these lines.
I’m exhausted.
Ken Owen
Van Niddy Press September 2018
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