Thursday, March 10, 2011

Scribble- A poem in DeAscent

I walked to the drawer this morning to find
A note with my name scribbled sideways
I held it to the light at first
I guess perhaps out of fear
Seeing I remember
The penmanship clear
But I don’t know
Why I never
Opened it
And I
Day, down the line
I would have the guts
Perhaps, to examine
If mystery lies within
Maybe someday, this I believed
What important thing could it contain
 Seeing that they are but words on a page

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