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Amused
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
t...
Monday 26th April 2021 6:39 pm
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
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