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Words In Permanent Ink

Words in Permanent Ink
David J Walker

I remember
	A piece of paper
As a prized possession

But it was nothing without the pen
And the ink and the words to
Go with them

And the meaning of the words
That made the paper 
what it would become

But the work was not done

I remember 
the paper 
and how it glowed as if
on fire

I remember the ink and 
How it bled the words from 
The tip of the pen

I remember how carefully 
One wrote
In order not to erase a single
One of them

I remember 
the paper
	Thinking 
there would never be 
another

But the words eventually 
	faded
from the hold of the
permanent ink jailer

and slipped into some yesterday
or maybe it was tomorrow
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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