Revising For Exams

Distorted buildings where the wind men walk, I asked myself what i thought, i couldn't say, My frustration had driven all light from the day, All heat from the garden, And all dust from the shelf. I was bare of thought I ate repetition for breakfast lunch and tea, It was a morning so crisp When i wrote my first list- to change the world.... but i couldn't, So i sat and i curled. I drew triangles across lines and lines, I wrote stories, songs and rhymes. I fell, i slept, i was helpless, i wept. I had no gut, and i had no name, I watched the wasp die till no life did remain, and i only felt empty, and i only felt cold, i grew that day, the day i became old.