Th’only rule (really) is: it simply has to feel like one.
How do you spell music?
You’ve become settled, fully integrated in, the mem’ries of another.
“So it’s you, then!”
Extra time to sit ‘n write ‘n read.
I can read our time together.
Never you. No… Another for you?
I should (someday) write while on that journey.
In summer sunlight, Autumn gestated/beckoned.
I (Lo-fi-Japan-infused) write for Monday morn’.
Quite & very welcome.
Take the ink from the (FlexGrip) pen; articulate the uncontrollable.