Words on a Screen

Thoughts across the country
Chair squeaking, no other sounds
Nothing is even breathing
Can’t keep it down
What is the purpose
To even be without being

Rightfully set down on the kitchen floor
Words on a screen don’t mean anything
Yet, this is needing some more

The illness isn’t real but it seems like it is
May good dreams come to my coronado
This poured out of the mind
What else is there to find
Rather a new way to convey what’s behind my eyes

Rightfully set down on the kitchen floor
Words on a screen don’t mean anything
Yet, this is needing some more