Another Nothing Poem | 2 August 2024

I’ve written a little today

But nothing of real substance

So overall it’s felt pretty slow

Which is where this poem comes from

That feeling I should be writing more

So I start writing about nothing

And seeing where it takes me

I’m pretty sure I’ve said the same thing

Or at least mentioned this in the last

Couple of… yeah, I guess I’ll call these poems

They’re written weird enough to capture

My weird voice that feels lost when

N’B’Tween – like a kid who doesn’t know

Who to trust & what even really matters

Brain scatters, windows shatter

That doesn’t mean anything

I just wanted to rhyme something

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