Where are you
Amidst the trees?
Hiding?
No, not you
You noble valiant thing
I thought you were a king
Not a refugee
Leaping from page to page
From thought to age
Evading the tinkerer's jail
Of memory
Paid ransom by some other script
Take a rest
You've been running for infinity
But you've finally run right into the wrong time:
Yours
Pass into potential's clearing
long enough
For my swift stab
Aha!
"Penned" to paper
Shall we begin
The inked interrogation
To see what lies within, o suspect
Accused of rhyme?
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 1:44 PM UTC
Where are you
Amidst the trees?
Hiding?
No, not you
You noble valiant thing
I thought you were a king
Not a refugee
Leaping from page to page
From thought to age
Evading the tinkerer's jail
Of memory
Paid ransom by some other script
Take a rest
You've been running for infinity
But you've finally run right into the wrong time:
Yours
Pass into potential's clearing
long enough
For my swift stab
Aha!
"Penned" to paper
Shall we begin
The inked interrogation
To see what lies within, o suspect
Accused of rhyme?
