Friday, October 15, 2010

Box cutter and pen
Chipboard and clear mind
The long night begins


With ruler in hand,
Site leaps from waiting paper
To fill the white void


Arching white vellum
Narrated by quick short strokes
Tamed slightly, lightly,
The tip-of-tongue recorded
Voluptuously


Caress each angle
Your work becomes your lover
Alone in the night

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