168.7 (a poem)

By chance, I happened upon a prompt that directed me to turn to page 168 of a book, then use all of the words appearing in the seventh line of text on the page. The book I happened to grab was Fight Club

I’ll still live my life
now that you have departed
I will carry on

as if you didn’t want me
in the first place

While you’re gone
I will have to make do

(27 December 2016)

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