It was knowledge he craved
Realising there was so much to absorb
He spent a lifetime chasing it wherever he could.
There was no doubt the longing lived inside him
He tried his hand at so many things
Discovered a love of words and the shapes they might take.
He wanted his words to sing, to play out
So, he wrote for performance
Both musical and play.
Always there was the hunger to go that bit further
But more than once he found his limit reached.
It was then he knew it was time to change tack
Try another approach, find a new audience.
His goal became to engage his readers, titillate them
Have them question their own responses to his words
Could and even would they see the longing within him.
It was never words for the sake of words
When that happened, he admonished himself
Reminding himself that…
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