Failing and ailing.

Many movements, little action.
Only digressions, no direction.
Some sacrilege,
Some offence,
But all, all, stupid.

Most of it, useless babble.
One messed up game of scrabble.
Some vowels,
Most consonants,
All, all, scattered.

Ideas crooked, thoughts crippled.
Half actions, minds stifled.
Walk hindered,
Run hurdled,
Stopping and falling.

Trying to run, running to reach.
Running to reach, running to hide.
Always running,
Never reaching,
Failing and ailing.

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PS: Inspired by a bout of mild flu, an un-tuned guitar, and a very general sense of "ill-being" creditable largely to the decreasing efficacy of All-Out in annihilating mosquitoes.