Empty Day With The Wicked Witch Poem by aleks aleksa
Empty Day With The Wicked Witch
boredom. boredom. boredom
dont eat me up
Im screwed into nothingness; restless.
nothing can compare my day
into blandness.
dear Elphaba of the west
you occupied my thoughts
of your uncunning desires
can i say we have a lot in common?
been preoccupied by you in weeks
i want to finish your story.
(07.10.2010)
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