my poetry blog
by Rob Walker


every day fills me with wonder.
one wonder is why i do this.

i mean chronicling my day
cataloguing my emotions
enumerating my musings

is it any nobler than the facebook bore
who tells me he’s finished his coffee
and he’s off to go grocery shopping?

as if anyone cares.
as if anyone’s listening

perhaps we should eliminate the details,
write minimalist poetry - revert to a synopsis
of narrative plot structure:

i was born.
one day I died.

in the interim
i did some
stuff.






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