Writer's Block

Blah... I have nothing to tell you.

Blah...the common man's phrase.

 It’s easy language and oozes out well.

Blah is the comfort of casual conversation.

                                    Blah is the absence of something, and the existence of
                                    NOTHING.

It's very philosophical.

My coping mechanism tagging along in slow monotonous trickles off my tongue.

Blah is a persistent pest crooning in my ear that nothing really matters.

He's fat and lethargic, well-fed and exhausted.

He has nothing to say and many ways to say it.

But most of the time he hums silence in my ear, and take up too much space.