Stalled

Mind is blank. Not much to say. Don't know if I'm shell-shocked by kids, dismayed about current events (more talk about war on Iran before this administration quits its office, talk of nuclear proliferation in the form of blueprints on a smuggler group's laptop) and anxiety about food shortage. Sometimes feeling that humankind is on an island that is sinking and we're all scrambling to get closer to the top as more and more submerges. Those of us in rich countries get to breathe a little longer before the top disappears.

Or maybe I'm in one of those empty places between the spokes that helps define the wheel, the empty spot in a poem that gives it meter.

In any of the cases...a great dispirited yuck.