Atlas Ez Poetry

The World is poetry


#51 Passing time (kinda)

No idea

No ideas

Why do I have none

Why am I so perpetually stuck in my mind

Goshhhhhhhhh

Why is my brain not coming up with any ideas

Why is it only generating muck

No story ideas

No poem ideas

No picture/doodle ideas

It’s like it’s all washed away

Maybe it’s not completely useless though

After all sometimes the best ideas

Are no ideas

And sometimes the best poems

Come from the nothingness

Left by the lack of ideas

And black murkiness of the mind

That comes with them



Leave a comment

About Me

A passionate loving autistic trans man Who loves poetry, and the art of writing, have fun be nice.

Social Links;https://poetizer.com/author/148707, Tumbler.Com/AstorlogypeRSONALITYANDCARTOONS