Untimely undone
Redacted finally retracted
It hurts
To play off the edge
and fall
Is the worst
Why is it so bad to bounce off of the words
Of those you admire, everything that you’ve heard
It’s true
A cynic that limits their humor to curs
What life is that I ask but a curse
Indirect statements deter
Further edits from what it infers
Rascoulous behaviour of a writer
Can no longer fight her
My editor is simply the best
© The Sad Owl
Categories: poetry
The Sad Owl
I'm just here. Until I'm not.
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