Nothing to see here!
Nothing at all!
Something bubbles and foams
and won’t leave me alone
though everyone else is gone.
I awaken much shaken
and must sit with pen firmly in hand.
I do not understand
where words are seeded
until thoughts much needed
grow on a page
like a personal sage.
Nor why words loosen each
finger, each joint, each thought
until they dance together to teach
in a meaningless display
before I can begin another lonely day.
Some days, this is all I have to say
and say, and say and say.
So don’t bother reading
such drivel, I am pleading.
Just go on your way.
Nothing to see here today!
If you’ve seen one crash
you’ve seen them all.
So, dash away. Dash away. Dash
away all.
Nothing to see here!
Nothing at all.
annarino writes 
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