Master of Thought
Unclear words comb their way into my mind
Putting them on paper
Feels so much better
Not so cluttered and chaotic
Its concrete and mine
A pencil and an eraser
Is all I need
They’re my friends
My allies
Ready when I need them
Working an even pace
Till the job is done
Letting whatever comes to mind
Be shown and presented
Not on a pedestal
Mind you
But the light
Shall caress the words
As their glory rings out
While they fly off your lips
Too woo some mongrel’s mind
In a flash of teeth
And a slip of the tongue
My work as a master of thought.
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