A Nowhere Story
Aye, but I just decided to write...
Tiredness dripping from my eyes, I open my word processorand type.I type nothing,or perhaps something.A narration of what I’m doing.Presently lying on my side,typing this story.I say story because itain’t no poem.A poem uses rhymesand metaphor,scans and stuff.I write this way just because,really I don’t know why.I think this is the longestway of typing a lot without making a point.Yep, you’ve just wasted a little bit of t...
