as I scrawl poetry into empty notebooks
(they remain empty)
and this apathy welling up inside me
is the measure of mere inches
between the tip of my pen
and the words that I ache to say.
close the phone,
and I act
like I care but I don't.

Incandescence wrote:or close the phone, and I act
like I care but I don't. I know
every exit leads to another stage,
I know
every exit leads to another stage,
and this apathy welling up inside me
is the measure of mere inches
between the tip of my pen
and the words that I ache to say.