The day ambles along
amidst sore muscles
and fingers made headstrong
by black coffee, or redbull
or some other angry fix
that could be made into a Johnny Cash song.
The elements toil towards fulfillment
and the cause towards its destiny
the life of a writer is inspiration and intent
the day ambles along submerged in classical music
Johann Sebastian Bach, Debussy, Chopin, Tchaikovsky, among others Beethoven frequents.
The arrangements too sweet
for my mind to shake off its numbness.
Life served out in dialogues, fabricated in word-counts, fashioned in conceit.
The day ambles along however,
Hitherto fuelled by a dirty dose of rhythm and beats.