I’ve got this book here

Can’t put it down, I

Won’t sleep a wink tonight

My mind harbors worry, it’s omnipresent

It’s moving towards me, yet

Cause I know every outline

I know every curve of every letter

That makes its way into the word

And illumination makes it worse

Illumination makes it worse

Oh dear

We don’t need cover art

I know the ending

I saw the narrative arc

You, unsuspecting will save my teary eyes

Save your precious time

© Della Croce