The Author

January 10, 2008
A hush in the wind
The scratches of paper
Words in all directions

He hears himself draining
His ink will be gone soon


The pen writing for himself
The words of his work

His head… the tip
His body… the grasp
His arms… the button
His legs… the ink

He’s writing his book
Thinking about every dot of ink
Words in all directions
The Author

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