It's just another day
Late morning, late night
The mind's a blank.
Four days straight
And my inner compass
Has stopped working.
Sucked in routine
Endless patterns and predictability-
I'm bored.
Art after art
video after video
only itches the soul in the body in the house.
Tried doodling
tried to be abstract-
nothing good has really surfaced thus far.
After four days straight
and my inner compass
tries to move again.
Tomorrow will be another day
Late morning, late night
But it's gonna be my day (I hope).
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