dr_con Posted January 11, 2014 Share Posted January 11, 2014 Blank Page I dream you are become a blank page Clothing fades first the color of everything the everything of color Your hair undone returns prematurely pre-sentience fibers unwoven unfashioned unadorned nothing Your eyes all of one lips and teeth indistinguishable extinguished The white of your skin wipes all poetry all passion a narrative never written Looking at each other forlorn understanding Is it cold? Is it hot? Is it up or down? Without signifiers we cannot tell But there is Something what it is words will never know. Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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