Out of Sorts

28 Dec

Written By Max Savage

My poetic sensibilities have been lacking lately,

And my self-worth is faltering.

I’m feeling out of sorts, you see,

And I’m not quite sure how to get back in them.

Motivation is a hard thing to come by,

When the future seems held for ransom.

Ransom– is that you?

That was Knives Out, nothing profound I assure you.

If nothing else,

At least I rock blue Levi’s like nobodies business,

And grey joggers like somebody’s.

Maybe I am in sorts after all?

Bachelors