Pen To Paper Is Ship To Shore Poem by Eillio Imbasciati

Read it reveled in it,
Yet his eyes remained off-schedule
Pardoned for English, polarized for not adhering to the requested script
Ranting and raving may be all the rage, tempered with fits of exposition,
But pen to paper is ship to shelter for him
Read the box, red the lighter, start a letter fire,
Though he cannot seem to get a read on people
Maybe he misinterpreted their cause and climax,
Didn't pause for the plot, strayed too far from the margins
Time for a rewrite, a reformat, a reread, if only he's able to see with his own eyes