Poem for the Paper

So inviting
This blank sheet draws me in
If I knew what to say
I'd give in
I'd give in
Why deface this pristine white?
So pure and stainless
Save for it's blue ruled lines
For my scribbles

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Nice Process Poem

this page was
born to be destroyed
with ink and ideas
lost in emptiness
found when
corrupted.
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Lady A
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