Elegy

Once upon a manuscript,
there was a plot so twisty,
characters so real,
so much magic,
so much sand,
gods who toyed
with human lives,
and writing potent enough
to make a beta reader
fall in love.

I married the reader,
and never did finish
writing that book.

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A version of this poem first appeared on Bluesky. Whispered into the acoustic sensors of the sleeping dreaming android, it prompted the electric sheep to generate one more tomorrow…