My attempt at a Sestina

I walked down the hall

holding a book

and talking to my friend.

We talk of everything and nothing

What do words mean anyway?

Spending time is what matters.

And we do a lot of what matters.

At our house or in the hall,

cause I know, anyway,

as I've learned from reading this book

that life is too short to enjoy doing nothing.

And who better to do nothing with than a friend?

My Friend,

He matters.

But I don't want to do nothing

to further our friendship while in this hall.

So I show him my book

and he asks, "What's it called anyway?"

It's a Bible, I say, and anyway,

he loves to read, my friend.

So he takes the book

and says what does it matter?

The bell rings through the hall

and as he walks away I'm left to say nothing.

But I have to say something, not nothing,

I need my Bible back anyway,

so I run down the hall

to catch my friend.

A lot is what matters

I say. Your life will change when reading that book.

Really, he asks, my life can change just by reading a book?

Then he says nothing

dumbfounded as I nod, showing him he matters.

How could he not understand anyway?

He had seen a change in me, his friend.

We continued, though late for class, down the hall.

Anyway,

he began to understand, my friend,

as we finally left the hall.

13 Jan. 2012