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I write a few words

every day

A few words

Sometimes

not even words

Just to remember

what it feels like

Elk ilk

This is a pen

This is paper

These are little drawings

Raw wings

Only a few

you can arrange

and rearrange

Rear gear

and then the meaning

changes

It's a miracle

Clam realm

I write some of them

To not forget

Forge fog

I arrange

name

mane 

If I don't write

I might forget my name.

If I forget

my name

Forge my poetry

Pry me open

Pen my words

Worthy am I

Write my me.

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Poem by Darren White

January 14, 2017