The Invulnerable Warriors of the Written Word

Suppose I should have warned you

We're impossible to kill

Composed of paragraphs

Our bodies are

The pages that we fill

And will precede us

For eternity

Preserve a lucid legacy

Remember us

If merely

In the dreams

Of our posterity

To follow free

As avidly

As writers on the storm

Of what we couldn't keep inside

Another captive minute more

and so in paroxysms

Scripted

Extrication from

The norm

An insurrection on

Existence

Indomitable

Resistance

And refused to come with quietly

A voice-suppression system

Raising volumes

Of our voluble

So much to say

But taciturn

Temperament

Defenses

Of the peace

For which we yearn

When turning tides of war within

To galvanize their inspiration

Often sought

But seldom found

Without an inkling's

Inclination

To encrypt it in

Eclipses

Of the cosmic joke's

Ellipsis

And persist in our struggle

To give life

To the unwritten