This pen is useless today
There isn’t a thought
In my head
Worth writing down

This pen feels so heavy
It’s made of stone
My mind is too foggy
To write anything at all

After lengthy procrastination
I finally wrote a few words
Barely able to connect
My thoughts, pen, and notepad

This has to be the worst “poem”
That I have ever written
But at least it exists
I tried, even when I didn’t want to.

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A poem by Jason S. Sullivan, 10-08-20