thoughts on a morning, near semester's end

my mind is stuck
my brain is jammed
saturated with oblique theories
which do not make sense

my final essay is due next friday
just 4000 words. no pressure as
yet, but i keep typing
hoping syntax and word will
give birth to sense and
faith...so all that is written
may bear some vague
and murky answer
a response to
this morning prayer.