My Notebook

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scribbles

The notebook is blank,
Empty lines filled with dust
And straight dotsnotebook.

Scribbles penetrates every
Inch of whiteness
Like pricking the skin.

Scribble might be blurred,
The following pages
Say nothing but another
Pinch of a needle

My notebook has no wishes,
The whiteness of this page
Is so white that it blurs my eyes.

2 Comments
  1. Mulata Taylor says

    Very refreshing. My compliments, nice to read.

  2. Rick Rehnert says

    amazing piece – thnx

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