I found this on a notepad when I cleaned out my trunk this weekend; I wrote it while I was waiting in the airport to go to Tennessee this past November:
The Call Of Servitude
Wonder,
Where words fall,
Catapult over streams,
So delicious and triple dropped.
Sadly,
Sweetly they crawl,
Lurch from one to the next,
Desperate to find a crevice
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