Poem Time: The Post that Wasn't.

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Today (night) I felt like making a poem. Mostly, because it's hard to create a coherent stream of thought. The biggest thing on my mind, though, is this post itself. What makes a post a throwaway? How do I make this post more than some requirement for a grade? Am I just using a different creative device as an excuse for not making a long intricate post? I guess its good that I'm actively posing these questions. Questions are good. I could leave some positive message on life, like how you shouldn't be afraid of trying something different or something like that. But really, that would just be cheapening this post. A post talking about the post itself. I'll end up doing that more in these upcoming weeks, depending on the outcome of the poem.

The Post that Wasn't
It's late. There's a storm of thoughts, but I can't think.
Staring at a bright screen. It seems like forever.
I have to focus. Walk against the wind.
Does anyone care about that?
Typing comes drizzling.
My chair's creaking.
It's so quiet.
Hesitation.
Breath.
Go?

-Kevin