Speaking mumble yet still maintaining a will,
The quietness of the early night saying hello.
Things are not quite right around,
I’m acting like on a drug but just a drop of coffee running on my blood.
I’m good, I guess I still am.
Pillows below but flying above,
My books on shelves are running back down.
Foods looks like on a mess which I can’t reach,
Am I on a beach?
Nope, I’m in a room full of fool,
And I’m one of those.
Text prompt
Write a poem describing your surroundings as inarticulately as possible but maintaining just a tiny bit of the truth.
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I love the imagery…syntax/word tense needs to be fixed re: coffee in my blood and room full of fools (pl) because you are taking about being one of those (pl).
I love the line, “Speaking mumble but maintaining a (but use my) will.” Using “my” adds more alliteration.