Emotions and devotions

They cause such a comotion 

Just to think that they cause

No Locomotion

 

Think, Think, Think, to the end

Of some raggedy line

Pens bleed ink and incline

Hearts to decline

 

Fat you see, it kills, wait shit

This doesn't work at all

(Tears out hair) 

Maybe I should write that

 

No, that is a big pile of dung

 

Twitching feet like below gallows

From the end of the chair

Nervous, and delerious 

Creativity it is not fair

 

Maybe I should write that 

*About

Maybe I should write about that 

Write, more like scribble

 

Have you ever seen a five year old? 

Of course you have, unless

You live in an old people's home

Maybe I am both

 

My writing is crayon drawn mayhem

From the spout of an old person

Two fold, or two wrinkles? 

Frivolous, Frivolous, Frivolous

 

Moths are all around my windows

I can't hear them 

Moths are all around my windows

Desperate for light

 

Maybe I should Write about that...