
***
Perhaps someone knew
that the strings of fate
ran in a circle.
Or maybe,
like most dreams,
I made up
nonsense.
But the goblin-skin textbook
I got
from a library
in a realm
of watery
three-footed dragons
didn’t know,
and
an index
I stole
from a pitch black
demon hold in a mountain
didn’t know either.
And those places
were considered
the grandest libraries of many realms
(though if I stole from them,
hundreds of others could’ve too)
so if they didn’t know,
maybe
no one
actually knew
the shape of the strings of fate.
Maybe they weren’t even strings.
So I decided
I’d be the first to see.
To write about it
here
so everyone could know,
because
I will
of course
put this book
in a big
library
for everyone to read.
***
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Really enjoyed the poem. And just added your book to my Wishlist, hope to get it as soon as I’m done with the others I’m currently reading.
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