Write because it’s late night, late and windy…
write because it’s late there’s no pretending.
Write because the night is never ending,
never .. no, write because it’s hail, snow…
write because it’s time… it’s time, it’s ………. time to write…
so write…. because the truth is this is all you really have…
Write because your pen has been the best damn friend, my friend…
I send again these verbs, these directive terms.. write because it’s yours to do..
Write because the floor is you, below you but it knows you.
No other soul knows what this pen can, so write my man, write I ask of you…
just simply write… just write… just let the pen swish, slide, squirm if it needs… but write
’til the pen bleeds ink all up and down .. I said write……
it’s only 5 letters, five mics is what you might just earn …
if you take this turn… to write…
just write..
Philip Dane 