Lest I Become Human

No longer desiring to be human, an unidentified person dives into the world of novelization.

Stitch me up with words and ink,
Between the pages, let the black sink,
For I am a tale,
One to be told,

Lest I become human and chink.

I am fragile, hold me tight between your pages,
There, I can live for lifetimes, for the endless ages,
Cover to cover, I shall be bound,
Until the next reader comes around,

Never shall it occur to me the words are simple cages,
Lest I become human, and chink.

Reviews

[Jen]

Love this!!!! The rhythm is wondferful. Bravo!

[FateDictates]

and I so wanted more, this needs more and I was left hanging wanting more..so this is a good thing you had me hanging on, and yes I still want more..pls thank you curtsy bow

[Gene]

Enjoyed........................