if i'd never picked up
that damn pen
you wouldn't exist

god still sings to me
but i can't
and won't
just let him take me back

when it was another
that showed me the way

they had to make me
destiny
yeah, a writer

dante
there is no virgil
and my angel
is a dope-fiend

and god
is filing taxes
and the ball
is dropping
into all the fixtures

and light pours out of me
like a simple rain
but i am dry as a sun

and she
gave me a pen

i should have eaten it up
like an apple

and god has perfect pitch
and no more arms
to choke me with
for i have starved myself

in hopes
that i could go back
and take that pen
and eat it
and keep it with me

like i should have

A Yen for your Pen,,,I say with a grin...Nice write..

always amazing

Thanks, ya'll. I always appreciate the support - truly.

Don't eat the pen!

awesome!!!

Awesome write.

the sword and the pen,

she says as she etches this tattoo under her eyelid
and the light shines..