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Challenge of the Week CXVI
The Most Useless Thing. Most things have a use, to someone or something. Does everything have some use, somewhere? Or are some things just useless? Write about the most useless thing you can think of. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
RIDER

Limitless

But I can fly like a bird

Floating across the sky without flapping a wing

I know I can

Old Man Johnson's s ghost hovered over me for over an hour.

I can walk through walls like.. like..

Well I guess Old Man Johnson.

I can travel from New York to Paris in a thought.

I can sit on the moon and still see grandmother cooking supper for Sunday.

I can still talk to Lil Sis, especially when she's dreaming.

She shows me around, usually the old house we grew up in, but I can see the new one when she's awake.

I can do anything

I can do everything

Who needs a dumb old body anyway.