Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Paper

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

3 comments:

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.

Kat

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
Linda