One Voice

The playing field level

your words versus mine

A race to forever

embedded in rhyme

 

The score has been tied

neither side giving ground

Both phrases and couplets

inscribed to astound

 

It’s late in the game

when a stanza takes off

Outpacing the others

no images lost

 

As darkness approaches

but one voice remains

Returned from the heavens

— posterity claimed

 

(The New Room: February, 2024)

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