Blocked

A poetic monologue

An idea
manifests itself into a rhyme
Recreating a mood,
Setting a tone for the moment
A story of poetic justice
held back only by my mixed mood of confusion
Wait a minute..
where was I?
Oh yeah,
Let me write this down before I forget
Wait, what was I saying again?
That's right
I had something enlightening to say
A grand story to tell
Which would be great
if I can just remember how it starts
Hmmm.. let me try this
Let's see
Once upon a time...naw too cliche`.
Its all started when.. no, too much like therapy.
Love is like...nope too played out
Damn...
I'm fumbling for an ending
And I can't even begin
I know this seems easy to do
But I'm tired of sounding like
Rose are Red
Violets are blue
1 Fish, 2 Fish
Red fish, blue fish
Whew... my bad
lost my train of thought for a moment
Seems like my mind jumped the tracks
Of a normally focused destination.
Yo let me sit on this for a moment
And I'll get back to ya.
Yea, yea...that'll work..come back
and I'll promise you a sight you've never seen.
just as soon as I get past this wall,
now what was I going to say again...