Yup… It's me again. Except… unlike (most of) my other stories, this one has no point. Absolutely NO POINT. This one has even less of a point than 'Tears of Loss' by yours truly. Why you are even here, I don't know. If you looking for a story with purpose, rhyme, or reason you may as well turn back – because even though this story is called 'Poetry', it has no rhyme whatsoever.
Poetry
A 'Gravitation' Fanfiction
By Kiira-san
"You know, you should write poetry."
"Poetry?"
"Yeah – you're always so tense. It would help you calm down."
"You know what else would help me calm down? If you'd get out of here and leave me alone."
"Ha-ha. No, really. It helps. I write all the time when I'm feeling stressed out or sad or something…"
"What about horny?"
"What!"
"Do you write poems when you're horny?"
"It's not like I'd need to. You're always ready to take care of my little problem."
"Your really little problem."
"Okay, that's beside the point."
"Point being…?"
"You should write poetry."
Kumagorou
A Haiku
By Yuki
I hate that bunny
That damn thing pisses me of
It really should burn
Can you say 'pointless?' I can. And I can say it very well, thank you. This is what happens when I stay up past my bedtime. Yawn…
Dies