April 14: Poem 14

Sometimes
it's hard

to bear the crowbar

and pry open 
the foot locker

of secret thoughts

to puke them on a page.

On those days

I'd rather
go back to bed

and dream
of nothing.

Notes

I didn't feel like writing a poem today. I didn't want to write a poem today. I don't feel like dealing with feelings today. So, here's today's poem.