Musing

I wish I wrote the way I thought;

Persistently



Obsessively

With infuriating vexation

And invasive thoughts that ponder on every stem



I'd write to the point of suffocation

Into nervous breakdowns with the use of a tedious pen



Relentless scribbles marked on a blank canvas

Words fused together to create semi-structured sentences

In the hope that what it is I am saying



And what it is that I'm thinking

Will somehow make sense



Typescripts twirling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing

And I'd write about you

A lot more than I should