Absurd_Poems

A deep sleep consumed me, wrapped around all sides like a flowing stream of infinite silk.

Heads turned down; rushing in a hurry down the stairs.
But out of all of them I see you.
Standing upright like the rest, yet so different to all the others.
You fascinate me, I try to watch closely but feel as if I am afar.

And now I sit, unmoving.
The epicentre of my own downward spiral.
Unwilling, unchanging; staring desolate into the void.
Bored into unproductivity.
Feelings of loathing arise.
The great pleasure of completion fades.

Do I bother you?
I'm sorry if I do.
It's not that I mean to.
This is just something that I do.
I will try my best not to.
This is why I ask you.
 

After parties are good; I like after parties.
Especially with Ralph. Ralph is my best friend, who is so funny, but in a smart, almost whimsical way.

“Now you boys remember to have fun, but remember there are always consequences for what you have done!” The boy's mother called after them. Though the boys knew that their adventure would have a different plan.