my name in his hand
I trace the letters, thinking—
my hand occupies the very space
his once did
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Like the Crapsey Cinquain, but with an added syllable in each line.
Syllabic structure: 3-5-7-9-3
Incidentally, this is post #666, the number of man, so I wrote about a man, and a very special one at that.