fiction (poem)


Posted on November 25, 2021




a fiction’s pen must be a god

who’s spit and stroke along the page

a letter’s life becomes a wage

to pay and reap in other ways

.

a lesson’s path be careful trod

for unknown is the future face

of single threads among the lace

interpretation’s saving grace

none double edged the wiser

.

written in the Sumter National Forest




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  1. The next time I read a blog, Hopefully it doesnt fail me just as much as this one. I mean, Yes, it was my choice to read through, but I actually thought you would have something useful to say. All I hear is a bunch of moaning about something that you could fix if you werent too busy searching for attention.

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