Author: Bench


i force ideas to come out
and come out they did
yet i edit my thoughts
so random, so diverse
and nothing is left
for what has been edited
are not essential
for now.

i pause.
i stop.
i take a deep breath.

i force ideas to come out
but there are just too many
and not a single one
right now.

i close my eyes.
i rub my temples.
i yawn.

i need ideas
so i let my fingers
do the thinking.
clicking on endless information
that are so random
so diverse.
and somehow
not one is appropriate
for now.

one more day
at the mercy
of randomness.


Comments on this poem/writing:

Terrie* ( -- Thursday, March 15 2007, 10:29 pm

Super Job !

Bench, it's been quite a period that i have read somethin' to ponder on from you, and as ever your poetry continues to excel and is truly eminent...hope to read plenty more.
Bench ( -- Friday, March 30 2007, 01:37 am


Thanks so much! My muse decided to go on leave. She just came back from a very long trip. :)
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