OLD RACCOON (w) RITES

Blotting Paper

I’m soaking up everything
That can get it’s hands
On me

Which means much of
What I see or do
In this later decade

As circumscribed
As my life now is
There’s plenty of ink

To be blotted
And passed on
No smudges on the bottom

Of my writing hand
For me
Figuratively speaking

Which is the The Way
To speak
Figuratively

Of gnomes or gnomons
Or gnostic
Proclamations

Metaphorically versified
Soaked off in blot
Ergo what is, is not