when I unroll a fresh scroll and press it all new
A warm welcome from the publisher of these missives, delivered by crow
when I unroll a fresh scroll and press it all new
send it swiftly by crow for you to review
some of it will be fiction
some of it will be true
some will think it funny
others may smirk and scoff and stew
and ask themselves
can what this man is saying actually be true?
has he made it all up like fake news?
is he speaking in dutch?
or just cuckoo?
when my next missive arrives on your stoop
(well done, crow – i knew i could count on you)
what then will you do?
will you curse the crow
that this rubbish got through
to your overflowing electronic box of letters
the same one i struggle with, too
it must be said, dear reader, particularly on sundays
when keeping up is the last thing you want to do
(feel free to unsubscribe when you’re through)
or will you sit down
perhaps on that same sunday
in that comfy chair by the window
in the room with the best view
drop a needle on a record
or whatever else your music comes through
(i recommend country yodelling sad-sack tunes)
and enjoy what this scribe is laying down for you
