Boredom (Freewrite)

It’s on lazy days like this
Inspiration doesn’t call forth action
Thoughts lay powerless in their
Latency
What sad state is this?
The writer with no words
The once agile vocabulary
Reduced to bumbling fragments
The once razor sharp intellect
Just isn’t cutting it
If a rolling stone gathers no moss
My mind is slow and lichened
Must get the pencil moving
Must shake of the stench
Of these stagnant thoughts

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