Writers Block

What is going on in my head?
Where did the colors come from?
Filming a music video in my head
Giant sandworms are so dumb

Taking a trip down memory lane
Those things were like so much magic
I think they have melted my brain
It doesn't feel so tragic

I hate this writer's block
What it is doing to me
Sitting here what a crock
Mind playing tricks on me

Nothing relevant coming to mind
Train of thought derailed
My inner sight gone blind
Passion being jailed

Naked twister in a jello mold
Now there is a thought
Cornholio yelling loud and bold
Grabbing all the TP I got

I may have reached the end
Maybe I can write
Time for these thoughts to blend
Finishing out the night