Penned

Since you’ve asked
How I’ve been
I’ve kept quite well
With an ink less pen

And now with autumn
Settling in
I write each night
Until half ten
Weaving words
On paper air
Correcting as I
Stop to stare
Proper commas
Curling care
Untitled volumes
Unaware

Tragedies  written
Inside lines
Penned upon
A paper blind
Incomplete
Left unsigned
I’ve written all
Inside my mind

Penned

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