law

universal constant

 

Law

I write,

so I’m wrong.

  I would be wrong

to say I’m right.

So I distain

    all claims  

of men.

I God

of pen.

     A universe     

in drops of ink,

all words are law,

profound I  think.

But then my wife

 she tells me no.

Take out the

 garbage,

there I

go

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Tell me what you think you see. repeatedly