Nothing In Particular
I have an empty page upon which
my scribbling efforts will scar.
I sometimes think if it would
like to remain unscathed as it is;
yet, what is a blank page worth
just sitting there...
lest it be crumpled to start a fire
just as scribbling often will.
Copyright © Craig Cornish | Year Posted 2021
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