The Reason of Being

I am not a writer

I am not a writer

I am not a writer

I am not a writer

 

I am just a counter

I am just a counter

I am just a counter

I am just a counter

 

I am just prescribing

A metaphor of a door

I am just inscribing

The palpable reason,

Of the floor.

 

O' Pouter!

Magni-size the rainbow in your eyes!

 

O' Router!

Malign-ize the malice of your forehead!

 

O' Shouter!

Expenditures of dentures are perused!

 

O' Transcriber!

Where art thou and ye ol' parlays?

 

I am not a writer.

I am just a Pouter.

I am just a counter.

For the Shouter's place of Expenditures.

 

I am not a Shouter.

I am a Transcriber.

Magnifying the love of a long-lost Denture.

Maligning the fuse of perused Parlays.

 

I am not a Writer.

I am just a counter……..

 

And I love what I do.

 

 

-Leah