Day Eight

I was thinking in my car today, driving around, and started composing the beginning phantom lines to, maybe some future poem. I dictated them to Google, but they turned out like crap, but luckily they captured the notes well enough.


The military commander ordered a banner raised,
sending out a rally cry to his comrades:
Won to Free for
why we fight and die
so that our families may one day know
a world without war.


It’s a garbage work in progress, so whatever. Either way, it’s something. I’m slowly being reinspired by stuff.

Anyway, not much else for now. Keep writing friends, whoever might be reading this… I’ve no idea, if there’s any traction, but whatever.

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