[ NaPo 2018 ] You Are Poetry

she says to me  
but I disagree  
for without her  
I was a never-ending tale  
poorly composed  

---a prosed existence of  
the most understated kind  
living out consecutive life  
sentences question marked  
always without fail  
halting forward momentum  
short of any accomplishments  
accompanied with exclamation  
points  
 
Chapters of a happily  
ever after sequel presupposed 
if not for being writer's blocked  
 
This was the story of my life 
until I met her  
 
and she turned my pages  
around