I am Jack's Complete Lack of Inspiration: A Pantoum

Aug 07, 2008 - 08:29 AM PST

This poem has been a nightmare of frustration.
I have sat, pen in hand, for hours.
And so I have written these words of nothing
Hoping that this chaos will be something artistic.

I have sat, pen in hand, for hours.
I write, on paper, random lines and letters,
Hoping that this chaos will be something artistic.
Lines of psychosis, dinosaurs, and damn pantoums hem my paper.

I write, on paper, random lines and letters,
Perhaps the doodle in the top corner will be my muse.
Lines of psychosis, dinosaurs, and damn pantoums hem my paper.
The title has been the only poetical line in this disaster.

Perhaps the doodle in the top corner will be my muse.
It’s unlikely. I’ll make this end well.
The title has been the only poetical line in this disaster.
My brain aches from the lack of rhyme and inspiration.

It’s unlikely I’ll make this end well.
This poem has been a nightmare of frustration.
My brain aches from the lack of rhyme and inspiration.
And so i have written these words of nothing.