Today I finished my book!
An ultimate draft, it's hard to say with art,
But to finish at least is a start...
I feel like I've swallowed a rare artefact
To wait and to worry for it to show up,
Not too sorry; intact.
I'll read it soon to a man in a room
For him to lend me his ears,
To proof and fine tune
But until then on the bright side I look
I've finished my book,
Not swallowed the hook
Man in room in waiting: ‘Read to me’
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ReplyDeleteI will; it's like 'I do' but set in the future...
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