Friday, February 4, 2011


No novel will my life inspire —
biographers will look elsewhere —
nor playwrights need an actor hire
to play one so outside the glare.

Though what I know is what I'll leave:
the trace of lore and comedy,
the bits of verse and wordy weave —
electric'ly bequeathed by me.

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placed in Poets United Think Tank #34: I Do Bequeath ...