Haze out the lines
That flow thick and dark
Through the valleys of your pages
For we will hold on
On blankness
And not let a single drop drip
The flutter of rapid turns
And moistened corners
We will outlive all
Sing of unworded emptiness
Magnificence it is
The way you collapse
On sheets that wait to bleed
And rise back
All quiet
All silenced.
That flow thick and dark
Through the valleys of your pages
For we will hold on
On blankness
And not let a single drop drip
The flutter of rapid turns
And moistened corners
We will outlive all
Sing of unworded emptiness
Magnificence it is
The way you collapse
On sheets that wait to bleed
And rise back
All quiet
All silenced.
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