BUMMER

Today I am unsure,

Tentative.

Reversing repeatedly,

Word restless.

Pacing, circling like a dog searching for the perfect spot.

Today there is no cascading creativity, no giddy keyboard trampolining.

All I have is a dribble of drivel squeezing through a barrage of self-criticism.

Today is a mental bummer.

Today, I simply suck.