The Ghost Writer Wakes Me
The ghost writer wakes me
From a very sound slumber
She gives me a title to write
To write down on paper
I awake at an odd hour
To write my title down
On a sheet of paper
By my bedside table
Then I go back to sleep
When I am ready -I look
At the title I have written
I stare at the title
Then an idea comes
To form my poetry
To write my title down
I create my poetry
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