A Flood of Swollen Words
I've seen a picture of a book
caught in a flood from the past
and marveled at what the view
revealed to me, the reader
The book, arced and curved to
its center, like a ship's bow
darkened with abandonment, and
white crystals grown from pages' edge
Words crystalized from every
line written, touchable thoughts
crystallization of the author's soul
the original, unreadable, unknown
The wish to witness at pad and pen
as soul pours ink to paper page
tonguing salty thoughts may be what
imprinted from the writer to me
© Goode Guy 2012-03-03
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