Two in the morning, I can't sleep.
Infomercials fill the TV, with items so cheap.
I grab up my notebook, and think of what to write,
Before I realize what I'm doing, my pen takes flight.
I start drawing a doodle, without paying attention,
Until I looked down and saw what was my invention.
Blue circles, all over the page.
Must mean something, deep within my rage.
It has some sort of meaning, this drawing I created,
Everything in my life, blue circles were unrelated.
So why?
Must I,
draw blue circles all over the page,
Must mean something, deep within my rage.
I didn't notice, but I kept my pen moving.
I wasn't quite sure, if the thought was improving.
After so many circles, I created a big dot,
I wonder why this doodle remained in thought,
Blue circles all over the page,
Must mean something deep within my rage.
I can't quite figure out, what this sketch implies,
but I'll stop thinking for now, I must rest my eyes.
I put away, the blue circles all over the page,
Still don't know, if it's deep within my rage,
Those blue circles.

Copyright ©2002 Kaci Rahm-------

I was drawing a thousand blue circles that night, I was trying to tell myself they meant something, but I still can't figure it out....confusion!