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Apr 2020
If I ever run out of things to say, I'll print a blank book.
I'll promote it like a Bible, walk around with it like a handbook.
Invisibility is an ingredient; bet you didn't know that I can cook.
Everybody can look and it'll still leave man shook.

Draw a macaroni on each page and call it a MacBook.
Five years was the first. That's how long that took.
I write on anything now; everything's a scrapbook.
Mental illness really, is how that looks.

Biblioklept; yes, I'm that crook.
The internet is a message from God; I'm hooked.
Busy swimming through these pages, I'm booked.
The type to read an entire novel in one look.

I'll write a book on my favorite artists and call it a fan book.
Include air conditioning on each page and still call it a fan book.
Write it by the seashore and call it a sand book.
Write a book on musical instruments and call it a band book.

I appreciate the company of people who understand books.
It doesn't have to be new; give me them ruggedy secondhand books.
A good book doesn't discriminate, no matter how your hands look.
Even after death, the heart still beats within a man's book.


-              LUMARVENS ALEXANDER
poet, author
SATURN: Fantasy Poetry
Lumarvens Alexander
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Lumarvens Alexander  26/M/Turks and Caicos Islands
(26/M/Turks and Caicos Islands)   
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