Ramblings

Absolutely not,

I say looking at this prompt of the day,

gazing off into the horizon,

head stuck in my own thoughts,

i got this app for poetry,

i say while still writing out this poem,

how easy is it,

to fit,

500 words,

in a poem,

maybe 500 lines would be easier,

even if i rattle off words,

cucumber,

antidisestablishmentarianism,

i’m,

you,

but im not you,

you are you,

and i am i,

in a way you,

the reader,

are my muse,

i write not only to improve,

but to cater to a nonexistent audience,

of two people,

i used to hate poetry,

groaned when we talked about it,

in class,

just in order to fit in,

everyone else hated poetry,

so me too,

i love poetry,

the words that flow,

sweet like honey,

thoughts and feelings put into words,

it’s beautiful,

500,

words,

how?

you,

you,

you,

you,

you,

you are,

i am so tired,

physically right now,

long night spent staying up,

long day,

long,

does anyone fully follow these prompts anyways,

sticking to only poetry gets hard,

my poetry prompts already done before,

daily prompts calling for a scene,

a story,

i cannot give a story,

only poetry,

spewing my bullshit for all to hear,

word 212,

not even halfway there,

if i copied my entire poem already would anyone care?

Absolutely not,

I say looking at this prompt of the day,

gazing off into the horizon,

head stuck in my own thoughts,

i got this app for poetry,

i say while still writing out this poem,

how easy is it,

to fit,

500 words,

in a poem,

maybe 500 lines would be easier,

even if i rattle off words,

cucumber,

antidisestablishmentarianism,

i’m,

you,

but im not you,

you are you,

and i am i,

in a way you,

the reader,

are my muse,

i write not only to improve,

but to cater to a nonexistent audience,

of two people,

i used to hate poetry,

groaned when we talked about it,

in class,

just in order to fit in,

everyone else hated poetry,

so me too,

i love poetry,

the words that flow,

sweet like honey,

thoughts and feelings put into words,

it’s beautiful,

500,

words,

how?

you,

you,

you,

you,

you,

you are,

i am so tired,

physically right now,

long night spent staying up,

long day,

long,

does anyone fully follow these prompts anyways,

sticking to only poetry gets hard,

my poetry prompts already done before,

daily prompts calling for a scene,

a story,

i cannot give a story,

only poetry,

spewing my bullshit for all to hear,

word 212,

not even halfway there,

if i copied my entire poem already would anyone care?

and did you care?

did you read the entire poem again,

looking for inconsistencies,

changes in words,

or did you skip past it until,

something new,

honestly thats strange,

how writing,

this entire thing,

and someone reading this,

a being with their own thoughts,

feelings,

sounds like propaganda to me

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