A Paper Stage of Shadows
I sit in front of my small blank screen..
I'm chasing words that shadow letters
that still can't lean..
My paper is like an empty stage, where
scripts and sets disappear like a turning page...
The sun cascades a shadow that follows each
completed line..
While the meaning is set,the poems like dancing
puppets start to rhyme..
My fingers caress the keyboard to make music that
can echo in the halls..
All the while this tattered poet can move a shadow
from his wall...
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