I (Lo-fi-Japan-infused) write for Monday morn’.
Quite & very welcome.
Take the ink from the (FlexGrip) pen; articulate the uncontrollable.
I know it’s not 5-7-5… but does it even need to be short-long-short?
Absorbent mimicry, aping all at once together.
Am I ever writing this? You were always reading this. The stars knew they were burning…
I never stopped. But…
Writing about sharing writing.
A line ‘tween Autumn/Summer clear.
A place so full and hillside-located; pink, lit, ‘n green.
When’s’t, where’s’t, the poignant pivot-point?
Attention lavished only as your arc falls to conclusion.