Words at play
I'm holding on to a sentence no matter how long it runs.
Without punctuation, the story is aways late.
I envisioned a book with names for calling
pages and pages still no answer.
an exchange of ideas through a volley of words
just trying to get a point across.
A line with four corners
that's the shape of a pen.
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