Stuck....

I'm not motivated
I'm just staring at my screen
Hoping that I'll find
A way to say just what I mean

Not a love song

I know your secret pretty boy
The one that haunts your dreams
That dark and lustful passion
Seeping slowly from your seams

Devotion has you calling
Has you down upon your knees
Praying for faith to save you
From doing as you please

A good facade can mask
All the thoughts you try to hide
But your words betray the truth
And the desire built up inside

Say again?

Words can slice
Far better than a knife
But you're still young
Far smarter than everyone
One day you'll understand
On a cushion I hope you'll land

Fun Rhyme!

A game of words is what it is
A fun way to pass the time
Looking at life and figuring it out
Is worth more than a dime

ZZZZZzzzzzz

This isn't really a poem, just a stream of consciousness as I sat in our GB meeting yesterday evening...


Inanity
Insanity
Planning
Damning
Parrying
Thrusting
Sparring
Jarring
Break
Take
Snack
Wrack
Guilt
Silt
Shifting
Drifting
Wandering
Pandering
Budgeting
Fidgeting
Clarity
Parity
Drone
Drone
Drone
Drone
Drone
Drone
Escape!