Solitudinal Afternoon

What is on my mind today? Truthfully, I cannot say. I don't feel strongly any way. An accurate descriptor would be malaise. How best to occupy my time? Apart from dainty little rhymes. No lightbulb flash,no bell to chime. As I decay upon the vine. I suppose I'll drive to a public place. And as I walk with a sullen face, Feeling that my life's a waste, I pray a stranger will invade my space. For…