Musings

3:29 am
sitting here
waiting for some insipid thoughts
to spill out of my head
3:30 am
nothing to surprise these empty pages
perfect in their crispy white space
3:31 am
left in this hush state
time almost seem motionless
tranquil in this dull silence
3:33 am
out from these empty pages
shouts of vaguely specified innuendoes
I take them in like muggers
as they crawl out
and beat the crap out of me
taking all my persuasions
eventually landing them onto the pages
3:35 am
so here they sit
a tree of words
read them as you wish
what will they provoke
as they race across your mind
settling into the comfort zone
tuck between the cushions of doubt
do they seek your mortal thoughts
and if they concede any meanings at all
will you ask why
if anyone ask where they came from
do not send them here
these words will cease to exist
as they unruffled and read