Afternoon Amblations from Severe Procrastination

So yesterday I went job hunting. Dropped off like 10 resumes or something like that. It took me four hours to do all the walking. ugh. lol. Anyhow, so come 2pm, I ended up having an hour to kill downtown while waiting for my mom to get off work. So I got myself some coffee, and sat down and doodled in my notebook, and then I started writing some little tidbits of stuff. So here is a compilation of all those tid bits, as written in the little notebook.

silently he sits
staring
out the window
he sees people
some
are his future
others
are his past
he longs for someone
to be present in the presence
of his present
one who presents
lots of presents
perfect presentation
in this present nation
he resents the mint
that is resentment
monetary resentment
which mint to resent?
that canary named larry
was he quite hairy?
quit the smite he had that night
with that broken traffic light
perhaps today he can pay
the fine that binds and grinds
after lines have torn the page
its perfect time to earn the wage
of monkeys tolled for using sticks
and dirty men for waving dicks
a truck takes bucks
but so do ducks
both emit waste
only one emits gas
lay a mint upon the floor
laments of the sick and poor
the hidden ones who we save for
help that man, theres always more
cross the street
with quickly feet
your steps are sure
roadkill with no fur
semantics
of some antics
that great math class
with sums and ticks
the complacence
of children playing store
they add breadth and width
"bring breadth and come play width cents"
the ramifications
of my ruined vacation
from bad medication
and poor ventilation
the sins of our nation
unseen information
let loose your formation
of small ammunition
at the end of term, oil
the gears of your life
with the tears of the past
refine them into fuel
after a monsoon
the lights will come on soon
in the dark we see nothing
what difference will a light make
the bird is fluttering
trapped in the mouth
of many scruffy felines
at the printer are there line fees?
shop at the square, its only fair
why not, with equal sides?
but squares are weak
though all sides equal
so why don't we try angles
with triangles instead
a pirate, he swash buckles
at pier eight, she washes buckles
appearing late, he merely chuckles
that smeared plate, caressing knuckles
that funny hat
he's a communist
spray a cat
he says, come you mist
bitter cause he bit her
butter he figured would lighten the mood
but her food was well flavoured
so they used water instead
from daisy or pansies
sprout pollen or poetry
it depends on the roots
if warmed up within, syllables flow
if withered when dry, to bee hives they go
health brings one to be green
disease makes the other glow green
one lasts a lifetime, the other a season
but both can bring joy to a mother
a dozen of one could be overkill
a dozen of the other causes romance to swell






yah, it's kinda neat i suppose. I just sort of free wrote. off the top of my head etc.