I’m not writing anymore
Maybe this sudden and what seems like terminal case of writers block
Is brought on by the realization that I have nothing to say
I’ve always had a bit of an idea that saying stuff doesn’t do much anyway
The words that once seemed to hit with striking clarity once every few months (making the God of structure and creativity sing inside of me)
Have been drummed back by the very acute feeling of
Yes, that’s right
Or maybe rather, contentment….apathy?
Here, I should continue this little bit of writing
but you see, I’m terminal.