He woke up one day.
He was bored and lonely.
He started talking
and saw it was good.
His words were poetry,
so he wrote them down.
He added a melody to his poem
and sang himself to sleep.
Later, he took a blank canvas
and drew a line.
He saw it was good,
so he drew another one.
He added some colour
and saw that was
even better.
Then he mashed everything
into a movie.
He thought it was a good idea
to add some people,
just to get things
going faster.
He released
perfumes into the air,
the dance of winds and rains,
shadow and light,
fire and ice,
then he added more colours
and more action.
He mashed it all together.
He saw it was good
and decided
that was
what he wanted to keep doing
until the end of time.
It is Day 29 of NaPoWriMo. Today I used the April PAD prompt.
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