All I've Done

Right now

No tunes in my head

No notes rumbling or mumblin’

No words to write down

I can’t think of what to write

I can’t think of what to say

Every day the drowsy fogs

Cloud my head and make it harder

Already so much

So many things I remember

How can I make new without repeating

And yet, here I am

Using words all used before

Just in a new order

Writing about how I can’t

Write and yet look at

All I’ve done