I want to write…
but the words don’t flow.
I want to cry…
but even the largest of waves swell at the banks and recede.
I want to smile…
but the eyes sulk and defy the attempt of the lips.
I want to indulge in conversation…
but my mind lingers in your thoughts,
caressing each word, each phrase;
rewind…
play.
rewind…
play…
I pause, drag my thoughts past time to the present,
playing catch-up.
Now tired…I give up the catch-up game.
The thoughts having played a thousand times, are now dormant.
I sit lonely, lost in nothingness…staring at nothingness.
A lizard’s ticking starts me, destroying the oblivion.
I prepare for another dry day in office.
