Ghostwriter

He finds feign fables a flop,
and makes them right by writing,
he doesn’t stop when he starts
and his ink scents inviting.

In the dark he shows himself,
at day he goes back to hell
3AM’s his favoured time,
to rewrite stories we tell.

He left a note by the door,
he said we lived quite alike,
but we are different because,
He finds feign fables a flop.

LARDO