As the ink dries
Everything falls
Into place
The words are running
In a race
To reach
The period
At the end.
And when it’s done
Everyone has had their fun
As usual, the end
Has won
A chance to start again
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
As the ink dries
Everything falls
Into place
The words are running
In a race
To reach
The period
At the end.
And when it’s done
Everyone has had their fun
As usual, the end
Has won
A chance to start again