PENTATHLON: A Poem

Pentathlon

Kiwi Trapping
Chess
Mortal Kombat
The states game
100% random trivia.

My creativity cannot leave
It's like saying my arm is gone
If my arm is attached
Then there's something else wrong

My creativity cannot be broken
Because it doesn't exist
It cannot be punched by fist
Unless that fist is spoken

My creativity is in my body
Trapped even when untapped
But to say it's gone is folly
Because my body cannot be unwrapped

Something like this cannot be diminished
Because as long as I breathe, it's unfinished
I need more sleep
And I know that reeks

I'll go to sleep earlier
And my creativity with float like a feather
Today, right now it's heavier than lead
But, at least I know it's there in my head.

Pentathlon.

WAR
POP DOWN
GLOOM
REPEAT LYRICS
WHATS THIS!

Possible titles of my auto-biography.

It All Ends in Hell
Write or Die
Two Million Therapy Sessions and Crazy
The Unstoppable and Immovable Man.