This and that I've thought there and gone back Writing this I speedwalk aimlessly in my room "A new idea!" I write but quickly see a Obvious but dumb mistake "Something is missing and To myself I can't help but be rude" I'd rather try again tomorrow.. I hate not being able to Make progress at picking this lock With this beat-up coat hanger Or even better Mining through this Very thick rock My pickaxe about to break I'm now in danger As I've experienced a rare occurrence As i Stire my thoughts in this hopeless pot I'm in a pretty bad state Of writers block.