Pages

The ink runs ribbons
Caressing the paper
As it soothes
Fire in my heart

The corners curl
Inwards from the pressure
And ferocity
As if to cocoon my words

Artistic in it’s catharsis
Delightful in it’s musicality
The flow and the fall
From heart to page
Soothes my torment
In it’s cadaverous stage

The pen & the page
Are my saviours
For today

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