The dull weather around
little sun and little warmth
very sultry at times
humid all through
calls for a walk around
Walk to the aisle
stand there for a moment
look across the garden
that seems duller still
leaves droop and grass dry.
Return to the patio
sit there with a book
peruse the pages
they appear dullest of all
push the book away .
Lie down on the bed
eyes stuck to the roof
a picture traverses the mind
very prosaic and uninteresting
slumber escapes in a way.
The dull I say
abounds and overwhelms
sadness descends slowly
know not why it happens?
an uneasiness prevails all day.