The Dots...

I use them all the time
But I don't really know.
What they say or convey
Mere thoughtlessness or more?

I've seen them being used,
Excessively at times.
Where words didn't make it
The dots would suffice.

I hate the impact they have
Leaving you yearning for more
Unnerving and confounding
Indefinite conclusions I loathe

The dots in the end
Of some words desolate
Abandoned by the creator
For the other to insinuate...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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August 7, 2010 at 3:14 PM
Very well said dots are all about us connecting what we can't see, or conecting what has been thought to us already. Loved your poem* ~Skat
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