While Twitter is down
I'll resort back to poems
written with digital pens,
my life's only meaning ... to be a scribe
writing the unseen words.
To incite new verbs
and erase the meaning
of all preconceived adjectives ...
I'll write in new languages
familiar to the souls
of listeners
hearing.
Eyes with vision to see
between the lines of tweets
and into the meaning, deeply reflected
by cosmic eyes from that eternal mirror
reflecting everything back
to you ...
Look.
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