ecargo22 Mar 2006

>>I have no conscious creativity anymore<<

Please. Your off-the-cuff comments are more creative and thoughtful than many poems posted here that draw popular-vote nines and tens on a monotonously regular basis.
To wit (with some liberties):

The unconscious mind? Repressed fantasies, unacceptable
desires and traumas, a receptacle for messes,
the unresolved psychological kind that rules lives.
A refuge for the Divine, with a cosmic order
and creativity of its own, dreams are not
pointless; they tell all you wish weren't true
about yourself, your nature, existence---
those recent strange dreams
you remember.

Write it down, break lines, don't worry so much about it. Here's hoping you find your way back.