Tuesday, September 09, 2014

HYPERGRAPHIA

 
The urge to write nudges me
From sleep, in spite
The grumbling becomes me
Coy terse interruptus
Baying for a fight
Razor-sharp quills
Precursor to red blood spills
Pen bar sword, flexes his might
Leaving me befuddled at all
—the fuss




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