I don't know what to write anymore, This boring list, this loathsome chore. Letters to words, and never sent With no question what they meant. No way now to see the trail Of where those words went off to sail Catch them now, or forever gone, One more line for which I long. The forever phrase stuck in my throat Lies the poets flattened note. I worry that the journey ends, And then the muse, salvation sends.....
I've tried to title a poem this for YEARS. It finally happened, just now. You saw it here, first, folks.