The Writers

Bob and Ariel, Kelly and David

Dylan and Daniel, and me,

The Writers, the Ones who dare to put pen to paper

(a fountain pen is best)

the Ones who dare to show themselves

(even if the microphone does not work)

(we know that writers are often not tech-savvy)

I do not know them, but, in time, they will become

Friends and we will grow grey together

(some of us are already there)

and the lines which stream from our souls

will overlap and entangle themselves

until Ones have become Ours.