“How’s My Writing?”


“This poetry vehicleIs limited

To 62 WPM

(Words Per Minute)”

And that’s rarely (if ever) achieved;

Perhaps it was under factory conditions,

When new,

And with a following-breeze

To aid the flow.
Hand-written or type

I disbelieve the hype

That my output is achieving

What they promised in the showroom.
And, if you can’t see my mirrors

Then I can’t see you;

It may be risible; but,

You, may have become…

Invisible.
G:)

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