Monday, June 7, 2010

State of mind

Monotony of life, it doesn’t budgeThe daily grind, the tedium indeed.
Could get to the nimblest of us,
I have questions, but answers I need,
A theory I seek, one I could use.
Fit it in, so I could, into my creed.
Meanwhile, from this languor, I ask,
Could I be freed?