Nothing In This

there is nothing in this
but poker-face polemics

elaboration's aberrations
platitudinous alienation

let us simply dismiss this
move the furthest past this

with levity of brevity
pedestrian thesbian
cravings braving

this is but the least uncommon
weighted slight of lightest
surely naught which one would miss
greyest kiss-off careless wisp

there is nothing of this
even such the fading fruitless
sterile futile infertile guess
puerile juvenile dramatic mess

there is nothing like this
pedantic romantic frantic fess

even so with
nonetheless...

there is nothing in this

randy resh 2012

poem by Randy Resh
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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