I had fun relearning cursive for this one. Hope you enjoyed it. The text is below.
Jazz at 5 AM
These rusty hinges conjoined
Weighted down, this solid ground
Grinding another man’s toil
While ink dries in the pen
The muse withers and petrifies
Like a raisin misplaced on a darkened shelf
My appetite wanes
Under the pressure of banker gains
To find my feet
To relearn the intrepid burn
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