Writing Song

Posted by: TGST

Writing Song

Tuneless singing,
humming humming.

Blood or bread,
black lines hold you up,
white lines too.

Cradle it and spit -
make text.
Ask for the poem
as the morning asks
for you. Ask

for the singing
ask. Ask until
the word loses

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