Why would you be
looking here
when you should be
looking
somewhere else
There you go again
anywhere
but furthermore
and curiosity does not
have nine chances
to land on a point
where you find
yourself
here
again
Still
stop wasting another line
It will always be here
nevermore
than at its worst
a waste of-
a treasure of-
private epiphany
helium to some.
Anyway, today is the day
you stop.
And now
it is an insult
to see you watching these words
fly away-
don't check-
yet-
they lie
unrecognizable by eyes
other than yours
How you can see
not all the words are empty-
but half full-
of themselves,
it is beyond further explanation.
You know what I would say.
Image By Internet Archive Book Images, described as Life of James McNeill [No restrictions], via Wikimedia Commons.
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