Wow

Wow The spaces an idea or thought can elevate or drive the spoken or written word towards Be they cursid dank and dark or brighter than a fireflies belly or all that's inbetween the breathing and the pauses To note the death that war has waged on soldiers loved one's To speak and tell of love and loss and breaking up To expressions of sorrow and regret on an apology letter Or just to be a storyteller with a fertile imagination Such as a laureate trading word's against swords armed with only a well of ink parchment and a scribe in hand Dying a death by a thousand paper cuts