connecting*the*dots

alright, i’m looking straight inward to myself
to pull me out of this funk
and restack my mental shelves
but now i find myself stalling
like a flooded engine on start
some would say it’s in my head
but i’d insist it’s in my heart
the world is in fluctuation
terror riding it’s evil broom
and being alone in this city
feels like being gunless at high noon
and on top of all this madness
i’m searching for a professional turn
something to make me grounded
allowing myself to learn
so about face is where i’m headed
back into the fray and mix
trying to make a living
like a good natured mr. myxlplyx