When I write,
I will fill my desk
with plain or crumpled papers,
full of dancing
letters drowned
in squirting ink,
slashed and stabbed
by the raging tip of my pen.
After the stained papers
cover the whole face of my
quadrilateral stone table,
I will gather them all in the center
and exert a force like
kneading flour
to create a ball figure.
It serves as the meeting place
for the enthusiastic letters,
hoping they will be
chosen by the one who collected them;
and when
it is done
and the words are made,
flame will
clean them all.
©Wayne, 2015
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Wayne on Foot (Poetry)
PoetryWayne on Foot is a compilation of the wild and vivid images of the author, put into writing in order for the readers feel and imagine the wonders of being an optimist person. See contents inside! A. Poetry (English, Filipino, Cebuano) B. Quotations...
