a poem about nothing...
without a thought to build upon
i write these words
no preconceived notions
words in motion
stumbling through with nothing prepared
without a care...
i forge ahead
through this verse and into another
just like any other
no subject at hand
alone they stand
the words spill upon the page
rhythm and rhyme
set in time
through a structured verse
the flow of words
lacking the usual metaphors
these words of course
just ramble on...
a poem about nothing it seems
so easily...
just flows from me
line after line
these words combine
in thoughtless rhyme
while keeping time
until i decide
to make it end....
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