A Page Torn

Ink stains on a torn page
The notebook still recounts
Pen pressed against her white flesh.
Rash cuts to murder words
And commas instead of fullstops.
Eloquent cursive caress ,
The notebook has it all etched
Against her very next page
She cherishes the undying imprints
Of the paper she fostered
In walls of her blue cardboard.

A rip,it was all gone
Ink stains on a page torn,
To take flight like an airplane
Drown a Titanic near the sea shore
Make love to a poet's pen
Or end up in the next garbage can.
Love is still imprisoned
In the remnant edges
Of a page torn
Out of a blue notebook I own
Flip to the next page
Experience a life lived
In those very inkstains.

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