Meaningless
Chatter
I'm
too tired to write down the bones.
My
ears are ringing and my eyes feel like clones.
My
skeleton is padded with too many words.
Fatty
clumps of adjectives sticking like curds.
And
nouns abound 'round my skinny ribs.
Conjunctions
join the twins in the cribs.
Another
verb and I'm swimming in gunk.
A
few more pronouns we'll stick on my trunk.
Just
meaningless chatter that jitters my nerves.
More
paper to look at or stick on my curves.
I
know I am grateful for all you have done.
But
listening to paragraphs isn't much fun.
I
love you brothers and know you are fine.
Writing
down words doesn’t take any time.
Eight
minutes to write on this wintery day.
I've
written things down, now I'm going on my way.
Goodbye.
8
minute writing exercise
January
29th, 2015
Janni
Spiller
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