- Jot maybe on paper. Or on a tombstone. Which would last longer. Which won’t be gone.
- Pen fables on leaf -latter. Lofty high tales of grace from tatter. Pen words in my soul. Leave to me to unscroll. Build words to be seen. When plunged in the age scene.
Mother luck calls for submissions. Find a thing and jot it right out. Remember the maybe conditions. Find a feeling and let it right out.