the rawness of the page,
easel for the shadows of the mind cave
stained in thin carvings of ink
stabbed by a pen’s tip,
reserved for the brain’s storms:
regardless of lead disease
or the sins of Frixion’s blood and bludgeon,
even erased, remarkable moments remain,
and the flip of the page is nowhere close
to the utter despair of ctrl, plus ‘N’.
-j. NG
for the sake of flow 
Paper personified…love the very thought 🙂
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