Plugging away, year after year, in the word of written word, breaking through not publically, but on a personal level.
Suffered the utilities,
Paid for the applications, but the endless questioning led to no signature
Disposable art forms have value, inscrutable as they may appear to the untrained eye
Bittersweet end, wrapped up in a frozen pose,
Rumblings of what could have been emerge amongst the elected pundits
Relish the smell of old words,
As their wisdom has a grasp that feels earnest
Although the ears close and the eyes wander,
What was treated to page and adapted to language remains venerable,
Due to the stubborn perseverance that, emboldened by curiosity, lends to resolution
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