I wrote it all already
i’ve nothing left to say
i’m tired of being inspired
i’d like to sleep today
I wrote it all already
it was a lot of work
it took so much blood letting
so we wonder was it worth
all the sacrificial risk
all the betting on a horse
that was the default winner
on an abandoned course
the future makes all losers
life’s a playful path to death
and so with pen or computer
I document my breath
I told so many storys
recited do many poems
art no longer holds glory
so just leave my heart alone
I wrote it all already
i’ve nothing left to say
i’m tired of being inspired
i’d like to sleep today