This poem is about nothing.

No subject or storyline.

Its void of any plot

because 'nothing' is mine.

It has no meaning,

nor rational thought.

Just words scribbled down

the reason is naught.

There is no basis

or informative facts.

No reasonable outcome

though nothing is lacked.

For nothing makes sense

when there's nothing else to do.

So I wrote 'nothing.'

and I'll share 'nothing' with you.

Written By: Cathy Faist 03/17/02

(cause I had 'nothing' better to do)

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