Fluttered pages here and there.
An undrunk coffee mug nearby
A capless blue pen on the floor;
One on the table.
Half-written pages flying around
Crumbled sheets on the ground.
A panic stricken frenzy
Readings. Recitals. Writing. Repeat.
Ink splattered hands
Gazing into emptiness
Longing for a time devoid of all these
And then it came.

A feeling of emptiness
Confusion as to how to pass time
Slowly it fades.


And everything repeats.