Late Night Heptad One

Late Night Heptad One

A Poem by Invisible Ink
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Heptad: a group or series of seven

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my pen talks to itself, even as you listen.
perhaps you read waiting for the arrival.
that moment; self gratification; a feeling
sharing thoughts, feelings, images;
never intended, never even desired.
because ink flung into the void,
has bad handwriting

© 2010 Invisible Ink


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Invisible Ink
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i liked it how the writing about writing its interesting

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Invisible Ink
Invisible Ink

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