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To the Point

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By Willem IndigoPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
To the Point
Photo by Sam Haddad on Unsplash

Lap it up, said the fool,

Untied from the former tool.

Napper on the crapper,

Author, somehow dapper, legs it to the alleyway.

Read the back, 'I know not of a caper'--


Ethereal keystrokes on--what page is this again?

Conclusion has burned the plot,

Lucidity faded four chapters ago, 'where's the last time

I used the backspace?

Pompous dialect in every character, and what's this

Scenic nightmare about?

Eager to stretch the legs or maybe bathe in battery acid.

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About the Creator

Willem Indigo

I spend substantial efforts diving into the unexplainable, the strange, and the bewilderingly blasphamous from a wry me, but it's a cold chaotic universe behind these eyes and at times, far beyond. I am Willem Indigo: where you wanna go?

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