Tag: Mr Nothing

by the second card mr nothing began
to have doubts seeing a red butterfly
he was seeking for patterns with help
of an old trick the rorschach inkblots

while learnt the meaning mr nothing
wondered how he could have missed
the fallacy of the maturity of chances
that misled the sacred and the rogue

but if to forget the moment of the fall
rather foreseeable output of their acts
there is still that hasty generalisation
no matter good or bad we all gamble

they used to call him mr nothing
one more eccentric josser but harmless
with his grammatical incongruousness
that has annoyed them sometimes

they used to say spell it out man
and then they laughed at his attempts
to explain all bizarre foreign idioms
spewed out of a park bench

they used to as he has gone once
leaving his tweedy trilby and a tiny plate
on the backrest of his favoured bench
now someone else amuses pigeons