wasted away
the entire day
too anxious
to concentrate
everything
just felt off
only for the
lack of production
to trigger
even more anxiety
because i just
fucking wasted
the entire day
and now it is
too late to try
and get something
started with this
magma in my guts
and sleep is not
on the agenda
tired enough to
try but knowing
it is useless
circular futility
with no escape
an internal low
hitting an external
frigid dismissal
leads to structural
fluctuations as
the fool crumbles
under the weight
of his own lack of
perceptual value
a day wasted away
in another impressive
display of depressive
insignificance