Killing Time

Fyntarn's picture
Sitting at my desk
radio on
we can dance, we can dance,
everybody look at your hands

Piles of files
all done
nothing left to do

Wasting time
sitting

Wanna play

Stack of books
with virgin spines

Empty track
craving the rhythm
of pounding feet & heart

Blank page
flashing cursor
stories waiting to be free
confined in my imagination




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Safety Dance!!!

Navar Crow's picture
Safety Dance!!!

I don't understand why this

gorzek's picture
I don't understand why this is a blog and not a book page! Did you think it wasn't good enough or something, Fyn?

Yeah I was just going to

Fyntarn's picture
Yeah I was just going to write some whining about how boring work is, watching life pass by the window outside while I sit here...and it turned into a poem.  Who knew that could happen?  lol

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