Do you ever
feel
just in the way,
like a curtain covering up
the sunny day.
Do you ever feel like this
place on earth was tolerating
the space you filled,
just waiting for you to finally go away.
Do you ever feel like time marches
at a molasses pace with
a half-eaten carrot dangling just
out of reach.
Do you ever feel like sounds
come into frame
but no picture forms
in the mind
because your synapses
are sick of all the bullshit that
came before so it doesn’t
care to entertain reality anymore.
Do you ever?
Because I sometimes do.
by Philip Wardlow 2016
Ain't no rest for the Wicked - Philip Wardlow - The real and the sensual sides to life in all its facets.. 
That was just adorable. 🙂
I have never heard one of my poems like this called adorable…but sure why the hell not… Thanks…:)
LOL! I have no proper words of praise and admiration beyond “adorable” and “cute.”
How about, “a masterful reworking of Eeyore?” 🙂
I will take that…thanks… lol