I sat down to write a poem br No particular topic; br just about anything at all br About me, you, them br About a tree or a rock br Maybe about that ticking clock br No subject good enough i could find br Only thing that's in my mind, br it's a word; A poem br No title, no form br No rhythm no rhyme br A poem for poem's sake br For no one to read br Nothing to no one to proof br Just to have my daily fix br With other poets to mingle and mix br Sadly i feel so badly.......... br Some one it seems had given me lobotomy br Must have been while i wasn't looking br doing my daily chores; washing, cooking.........