Nothing Is Being Done

NOTHING IS BEING DONE Nothing is being done- Time is passing- What will be? Will I do nothing for the rest of my life? A small poem is being written- Am I alive again? Any lines even bad lines are better than none When one can do nothing- Am I writing a poem? Is something being done? Or am I simply fooling myself And doing nothing as I have always done And always will do? Or have I really done something? Is this nonetheless a small poem? Perhaps I have written something real in my life Perhaps