Brainpower

The brain is muscle,
one I need to remember,
because I use it so rarely
for writing and creativity.
It’s much like running, I suppose,
for when I run, my legs become tight,
which is just what I’ve been doing,
but to my brain.
I’ve been learning and worrying,
and writing much less,
and my writing’s become rusty,
and it almost even hurts–
not a physical pain, sure,
but a mental incapacity,
an inability to let go
and feel the words flow.

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Writing

I’m burnt out.
I don’t even write
very often,
but I’m still burnt
out.
I used to write
much better,
with more original thoughts
and automatic
rhyming and rhythm.
Now, I don’t even
have any inspiration
and a pencil is no longer
an extension of my hand
and words are no longer
spinning in my thoughts.

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Mud

Silence reigns in my brain
and words are no longer
on the forefront,
but instead buried deep,
so deep,
that it takes a dredging
to pull them out,
out of the mud.
When was it
that my head
became full of mud?
How can I
clean out the dirt,
leaving clear water–
beautiful, clear water,
for light things, such as words,
to float up to the top?

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Technology

It’s funny.
Everybody sees the effects
of technology
and many even lament of them
when they are pressed
but how many decide
to do anything?
It’s almost hypocrisy.
They see that social media
consumes them
and they question
why shallow things are promoted
but the next time you see them
they will be back on their phones
ignoring the others around them
who are also ignoring them.
The same people who just
admitted that technology is
taking over
with pointless apps that
serve only to waste time
and create more distinctions
between the “in” and the “out”
are now sitting side by side
and ignoring each other
even though they know
the other agrees with them.
Why is that?
Why don’t people decide to change
when they see the same things?
Do they lack willpower
or do they simply not care?

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Stretch

It’s not
too much of a
stretch
to consider an
opportunity
a burden.
If it wasn’t
the plan,
and it doesn’t sound
super fun,
it’s not
too much of a
stretch
to consider an
opportunity
a burden.

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Beach

It was beautiful.
The sun shone brightly
and the water gleamed,
the sand burning hot
in the summer sun.
It was beautiful.
The waves rippled,
providing relief
in the sweet coolness
of the blue deeps.
It was beautiful.

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Coffee

It’s exhausting,
always having something
on my mind,
when I really just want
to sit down
and relax,
preferably with a cup of coffee.

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