The Agony of Apathy

2/11/2025
The agony of apathy
And all that comes with
The emptiness inside
My head. Devoid of
Anything that excites or
Elates, sullens or
Depresses. Just hazy
Space where no pictures
Can be made out, where
Colors run to gray, and
Sparks are quickly
Subdued. Noises muffle
Beneath the sound of
A blaring foghorn. Yet
Unfazed, I resign to
My rocking chair, without
Any reason to move, as
I watch the train blow
Past. My indifference
Is all that remains.