Aimless

Can't think,
Brain numb.
Inspiration
Won't come.
Poor Ink.
Bad pen.
That's all,
Amen.

Old american poem

My brain is a great big nothing. Vast and blank. I can find nothing interesting to say. If you want to be entertained, I am not your person. I am as flavorful as a bowl of flour right now. Booooooooriiiiiiiiiing. I have no witticisms for you, no snippets of poetry, no anything. I am the great white paper.