Being, a thought experiment in two parts.
The Warden’s wife (Summary, almost – the opposite of an overture, like)
Print was very small ( summon or introduce the phrase/phase )
Squinting, they pressed on ( invocation of heroism/doggedness )
Module hurdlers, all ( something tying into the theme of modular logic )
Greetings, Balladeers – Meet Pen. (A greeting )
Here’s a Quill to scratch your name ( an offer )
“Underwriters” ( something that stands in the way of modular logic )
Gatekeepers bested in this scenario:
1) Alexandria burn legacy: getting the presses going again: Perhaps tied into/backdropped with Plato banishing the artist, The abandonment of purism for futurism.
2) Those initially against radio.
Professional or aspiring module hurdlers should note that ‘The Warden’s Wife’ is a song I have been trying to realise for over 5 years now. I’m no closer, but I was really, really close already. Just press on, stop reading your own palm. Just press on. CM