Those Who Procrastinate...

My inlet of inspiration,
has been overtaken, by a massive blockade,
made up of big comfortable couches,
small windows that are even bigger
obstacles with their blinds,
and lists of things to look at beyond these windows
that consist of shit.

This procrastinating green eye

consumes and shits out what
could have been creative completion.
I could have one or two ideas
come to fruition.
But the blockade just takes and takes.
I'm sinking in.
And deeper can be SO much better.

A.E.