afternoon TV shows
even cartoons pass good time
textbooks on philosophy
don’t hold attention
disaster shows on the news
reporters can’t believe their eyes
I don’t know what to think
I’m just spectating
watching raindrops fall
to my window from the sky
forming and falling
and then there’s nothing
except another one coming down
in a pattern descending faster
than my understanding
so many kinds of nothing
I hardly notice the loss of hours
emptiness has time to fill
and I’m trying
a sheet of white paper
that disappears beneath a scribbled line
nothing worth saying and I’m the man
to do that job
© Frank Prem, 2000
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You certainly are that man!🌸
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Ha, well, plenty of nothing much flows from my pen, so I suspect I do fit the bill. 🙂
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Plenty of beautiful words and the way they are presented, love it all!
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Thank you R. Appreciated.
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