Saturday, 18 February 2012

Turmoil

I feel 
nervous at the prospect
of having people hear;
my words;
deliberating over their meaning.

I feel 
angry 
that my work achieves nothing;
that my work is futile;
that I am stuck in a forlorn cycle of mediocrity.

1 comment:

  1. I got stuck once. I had punch my way through peoples intestines to escape. It was a good day.

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