Time to book a life*

Written right

Wrongly writ

Taught and tort

Legal spit.

Life as was

Was as is.

And then those memories 

And then that heaviness

And then draining time

And then timing done.

Was time to life a book 

Now is time to book a life.

No reservations

No other pretensions 

Just tell my truth freely

And be myself easily.

For my life is mine

Finally mine

And I shall publish it tough

And I shall publish its stuff.

And if its rhymes do please 

Despite the hurt

Then finer a person

You cannot be.

But if any of its worth

Resists your attentions 

Let me print to the winds

And be happily damned!

* And – finally – time to C …?

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