The Words Demand
Flying above
the syntax
grammarians
far below
Lost in paradigms
yet to form
Hermes to
forego
You consummate
your writing
as you reach that
final rung
The lines you wrote
by faith alone
sing out now
zero-sum
Your editor
rejected
your publisher
is spurned
The words demand
a new command
of what you’re still
— to learn
(Dreamsleep: January, 2026)
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