His voice was faint, lips feeble
tattered coat...

Earlier this piece was named "The paper...
Plastic cricket ball...

Urgency
for scripting expressions...

We will meet
someday...

He asked, "was this
your first go at writing?&quot...

Please try to understand,
I'm getting bored with you now...

The year completed
one full cycle...

I feel too sluggish
for the New Year...

Exclaimed one, "are we
mere scavengers?&quot...

Wish I were a CD
ringed on your forefinger...

A traveler bus
standing by...

Billowing up in a serpentine queue
the smoke tangles around you...