I abhor this mundane life
Far from the glitter
Far from the posting of history
To know, To live, To breath
That your existence is nothing but
A speck of dust
Easily shrugged away
This is the torture of the mundane
You cannot affect the course of history
The Universe has made you nothing
But the cog, inside the mundane machinery
YOU ARE READING
From The Typewriter
PoetryThe following poems are typed using a Adler Gabrielle 12 Typewriter. The reason I used the typewriter to write my poems is because the typewriter not only gives you concentration in typing it also stops you from being distracted you are only focusin...
