Why Time why?
Why do you do these things to me?
I need another nap to cope with the fluxing swing of my shifting consciousness.
From A to B and Delta wave states,
Flicking like loose channels of static.
I know there was a signal here before…
clogged like a rusted cog that doesn’t know how to shift anymore.
Oh how vexing to be awake without meaning.
Oh how grim to be dislodged from…
Between ideas and execution.
The tyrannical act of hesitation that throws itself between my mind and my intention.
Deprived of the drive that once welled in my well oiled hands.
Like sands through the hour
Turn off the T.V and save me please!
Oh I see.
I know what the problem is.
I must need more coffee