Literary devil

Given the astound I’ve received from myself and perhaps a few others at the girth of the my library gallery when I take a step back it always surprises me, those reactions, especially my own…given that I’ve danced with literary devil for well over a decade now, so much is a result of overtime for so long…when I look at it that way…it seems somewhat less legendary doesn’t it? Oh well.
                 II
Much will fall apples, all fruits, leaves from the branching, yearlong tree that stems from me. I wonder then just as people have them, could family tree, register, graves even be considered for poems? Or is that too strange…my work is only sixteen years old or so however…
…we can rule out gravemaking in terms of the three in anycase…