Write or Be Overwritten

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To write is to fight,

Of that there is no question

To wrong this right

Lest I am to mention

 

To let words fall as they may

As they spill over this precipice of indecision

Nay I cannot!

Nay but I must!

 

Muster the world that lies in this cavern of thought

This cavern with

My stalactites, my stalagmites

These are the teeth that I bare

At my future

At my society

At myself

 

‘Be who you want to be’

That’s what all the pronouns say

‘Do what you want to do

No one’s standing in your way’

Is this true?

 

I am the unmentioned

Alas, I want to mention

I want to wield that pencil

To grind my lead

Into wheels of words

And sprockets of sentences

To catalyze and eternalize

A still piece of art

The possibility of this, my muse

 

Enough of this chokehold, I say

Enough of waiting for these dice

To roll my way

My answer is not in either of the die

Not in any of these

Tempting 6-figures

The scalpel

Neither the briefcase

Nor the dollar sign that halos

 

No Uncle Sam

No Sister Society

No Cousin Country

No Mother Dearest

I am trying my hand

At the very thing that rests upon this hand

 

This pencil

This choice

This  

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