Tuesday, February 17, 2009


I daydream of papercuts
on delicate places
the innocence of the white paper
its purity defies
the pain it can hold
in flat black words
in the slicing of your skin


Daniel Bell said...

Wow, is that nice. Non-writers may not get it, but there isn't a writer who can't appreciate it.

Poetikat said...

Great on a so many levels. They are nasty though, aren't they - especially under your nails or in that web between the thumb and forefinger.


Linda S. Socha said...

I like your blog!
Please stop by Psyche Connedtions and check out the lastest post. There is a well deserved blog award waiting there for you