utter nonsenseTime is my victim! I sell boredom with sentences.utter nonsense
Sunshine stokes iridescent smoky steam behind closed eyelids,
but
my semblance of thought shudders to halt and gray skies cloud clear conscience,
when
it sets in that an exercise in pretentious futility is this poem of utterly pompous nonsensical utterances.
observation: sundaycaffeine crash came and went. disconnected thoughts grow out of sunday homework weariness. the nothing room is filled by small sunday supper’s emanated olfactorial elicitations.observation: sunday
cold sweat condenses on dank dark air streaking the walls of the void with muted invibrancy.
observation: wednesdayA red-faced boy-man steps slowly from soccer to school. Empty sunglass-shaded eyes stare at feet fording muddy football mire. Hands in pocket words in throat nothing moves but legs carrying a drawn defected cell from a singular screaming mass of undefined undulating body mass. Brown becomes green becomes gray becomes hollow footsteps echoing off red brick wall that opens to receive receding figure. Under empty skies a crowd cheers on.observation: wednesday
observation: mondayTelevision competes with subdued early small talk. Culture shock café counter mixes creed age race in the name of breakfast. Through windows lounge languidly aged shadows of bygone high school masculinity. Sunlight dissolves gray cloudy window grime to light up milky brown steaming savior.observation: monday
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rerum concordia discors
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