So loud, yet you can’t hear it.
Ink on paper, so common yet taken for granted
Long, or short it can be
Every second holds value
Never ending, or never beginning
Coins, euros, yen could never afford it
Even animals understand it
Posted in response to the challenge Spring: Writing Contest.
As I rolled like cinnamon onto the ruff turf,
My shoe hit my other shoe like cars on a freeway,
Causing myself to be in an accident.
Even though I knew people were crying,
I could only hear nothingness.
I stood as still as water in the doorway,
As the room grew smaller.
Your ghost greeted me in your Home Depot Office chair.
As it was being squashed by someone wearing all black.
Resting your head
On silk filled fluff
you wait
for your mind
to make your movie
your personal entertainment
An experience
just for you
your dream,
about you
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This is an actual riddle you can solve.
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