I think nothing

Thoughts drift across my head,
Like butterflies over a flower bed.
The alluring colors beckon me to chase them,
But its so facile to just erase them.

Ah!Fuck it. I'm too lazy to think,
Prefer to stare into nothing & blink.
Cuz when I had thought,though were brief,
They left an afterwave of rack and grief.

Now on the flower beds, in peace I lie,
Let the butterfly thoughts just pass me by.
Yes, I think nothing,am averse to try.
For when I do,them colours linger on & never die...