For some reason I wrote this with a fake British accent (probably from watching too many baking shows), so if you would like the full experience of the poem, I think you should imagine it with a fake British accent of your own.
Friend?
I have a friend?
A new friend?
What a turn of events this is!
He's a new kind of friend,
Who I only know
In the strangest way
Of knowing so much
And yet nothing really.
It's quite fun,
Having this new friend,
Who knows this is about him,
Which makes it rather strange,
But then, isn't it all strange?
Yes, all of life is strange,
And sitting here writing,
It's really just me,
So it's not that strange, right?
Exactly right.
Yes, I have a new friend,
An acquaintance of sorts,
An electronic poetry pen pal,
And isn't that grand?
Yes, it's quite marvelous.
Oh, to have a new friend,
What a feeling this is...
I have a new friend.
YOU ARE READING
Random Thoughts
PoetryThis is kind of just my brain and random thoughts I feel like sharing with someone in the middle of the night. Don't take any of it for more than it is because I'm always fine. Also, please don't judge the whole book by the first few poems. I promis...
