Typing vomit

i wish i knew what it meant to be a writer.
as far as blogs are concerned,
i’m a typist.
i write, but that which i write
is not typed.
i expel myself in a form I don’t
fully understand.
i think i do it more so out of form
than content.
i’m found upon the streets,
within your local pharmacy,
weighted in your grocery store
at a price way above actuality.
spouting of junk doesn’t cost
monetary funds,
just esteem.
i’m in the negatives, but i’ll
finance such fancy.
habits need fulfilling,
and when wet,
i need drying.
this is how i shake myself dry.


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