My Arse Poetical
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
Saturday 6th March 2021 6:44 pm
Outside of Herself
"Find yourself"
You can misplace your mind
But
You can't forfeit your mind
When you've built a fort for your mind
Mine is bulletproof,
Double-glazed,
Soundproof,
In here
I can stay outside of myself
I can step outside of the world
Oops
Yesterday,
I watched us having a conversation
From my window panes
Through the heavy glaze
It made me feel some type...
Sunday 1st December 2019 12:56 pm
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