pathetic.org :: This Drivel by Joe Cramer

This Drivel

I flop, I fizzle

I shake and bake

And sizzle.

Wondering what

Is to be, or not.

My mind races

Then stops.

So I grade papers

Drifting through the drivel.

While questioning my own existence

On the planet

I wonder, dammit

What difference it will make at all.

So I read more words

Written in poetic form.

No cause for alarm here.

It's just that I wonder

If this drivel

Will ever amount to anything.

10/05/2007

Author's Note: Such angst.....

Member Comments on this Poem

Posted by A. Paige White on 10/06/07 at 11:22 PM

Your brain scenery was quite enjoyable for the duration of this drive into drivel. Gave me a smile.

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