We carve words out of the white
Plane letters into your mind
Score the paper until it coagulates into flowers.
When the material evaporates from the pores of the world, our field of vision steams up.
The iron of the tongs glows like dragon fire, the shell of the ore melts, rock crumbles and what remains: A fluorescent thought. The realization
Shines between our fingers, sparkles raw in the light of the eyes
Unpolished beauty, hidden from our window sockets, expelled from the rock of our synapses
Word after word exposed in the sweat of our brow~
YOU ARE READING
Word treasure
PoetryWords like jewels, stories like gold, linger in your mind: just how to raise those treasure thoughts of yours?
