Typos have claws;
eyesores scratched
black and white.
Dreaming dizzy,
blurs shot fire;
desperation sleeping
under weighted lids...
Snapped open
I took wide-eyed purchase
light luminated
The-All-Important window
left unwritten...
Alarm-sounded panic,
reality rushed
crazed limbs;
keyed like rap
letters spat speedily.
Counting words like seconds,
I printed resolutely.









my scores will be posted in final notes....Best wishes in the contest!





~Pt







But then I left school at 15! lol

you have a very unique style. I am enjoying reading you
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