The writer


As the world sleeps, this nocturnal creature awakes
he ponders in silence and becomes highly receptive
a plethora of thoughts and memories come flying

The web that he is weaving in his mind catches
the thoughts that cling to him and gnaw at him
there is only one way to escape this nightly pain.

Slowly he brandishes his weapon and starts firing
words turn into bullets as they pierce the paper
he has to write and put them down lest he forget…

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