Not a thing.
Nada.
Zero.
Zilch.
Having said that…
… nothing much has inspired me, today.
Illness doesn’t help.
A clear mind
I’d not a thing I find
when I wake from a short
and troubled sleep.
Where I keep my ideas
is unknown,
but I will, hopefully,
discover them soon.
Until then…
I am the non-functioning element
in the room.