POETICALLY DEAD

I don't know if it's the city or just me, but I blame the city. I've tried to put a few poems together in my head walking to work or waiting for the subway, but I get nothing. Maybe it's the traffic, skyscrapers and twenty million people distracting me, but I've never experienced this before. In all other places, short (and usually rubbish) poems came into my head as I walked alone, but here nothing. Maybe I need a brief escape to nature...