The mind asked
the hands
--what are you writing?
but the hands simply
kept on typing,

the hands thought to themselves
--if we stop, the screen
merely remains empty,

so the distracted mind
overlooked the hands
as they continued clicking away--

their intention was,
--if we just carry on pressing the keys, even
though the mind shuffles behind,
something may begin to form

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I don’t want to write about anything
I only want to write
I simply desire to type
I like the feel of pressing keys
I don’t want to think about you
I don’t want to think about me
I don’t want to think about anything
I want to press keys down
I don’t need to be profound
I don’t need to see
I now prefer nothing else
Just leave me be

© –Limericist NOW

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I'm studying Creative Writing in university, and my first poetry lectures were all about trying to define what poetry is. Personally I found this a bit unnecessary; I've never felt the need to put the entire art of poetry in a box, draw a diagram of it and give a lab report on its composition - it's one of those things you just feel, right? However, in class we were asked to write an Ars Poetic...

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