Today boredom dragged me by the collar
Led me to the appstore and installed poemia.
Like a dog, I was drugged by the smell of its meat and bones
That sweet perfume of feelings poured in clipped words on screens
Poetry.
It was time for me to explore another jungle of strangers
Similar guidelines to walk by, similar quest and hunting for likes but I
Couldn't get past the first step.
A simple question had rendered my mind on edge
Searching the network of memory lanes and comprehension of myself
" In one sentence, write about you? "
Was required for my initiation into this community of poets
But as simple as it may seem, it slowed the traffic of my thoughts
And each time an answer popped up, my anti-inaccuracy did block
Back and forth it went till my reasoning rebooted and loaded the truth
Thus, " I exist" was the answer I gave
For no other words can best describe this phase.
G