Friday, 6 June 2014

Ideas to Author Eyes

Jotting screwy rovings
On a skew of angled stiles
A marathon of noted work
Filling chapters marking whiles

Mental flashy snapshots 
In between leftover shards
A crowded game of solitaire 
Played without a pack of cards

The odds outweigh my chances 
In bad weather late at night
Compelled to write a chilling tale
Where the flow demands insight

Is it all about the winning 
when competing with yourself
Every article a quantum leap
To radiate a high street shelf

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