Saturday, November 3, 2012

like unwanted notes
or failed poems
she has been shredded
bone-white confetti
scattered to the wind
papyrus leaves
an unwanted Autumn
no more scribbles for her pages
just drying, forgotten inkwells
no tape or glue to repair her
she will remain
    ripped
           ripped
                  ripped 

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