heart stirred –

a rage of blank, covered white pages,

sealed nothingness, of ever after,

seething words, full of hallowed cells,

pierced needling threads,

coated in waxing adoration’s,

residued flecks sealed upon empty passions,

burning eyes, cracking flesh,

buried letters, never to confess,

pages, pages! flip and turn,

open mouth –

gouging out a choked up throat,

all the years of never know,

spoken words and written too,

upon blank pages torn –

left in wispy shreds,

barren mysteries kept undone,

uttered on a silent page –

ink drippings melted through the ground,

admissions of a lovesick soul,

entered in void’s adoring hold,

white and blank it stared in grief,

exposed and scared,

splitting book’s seam,

ripped open, gaping cavity

tears poured upon each page,

spotless versos, muted rectos;

volumes erased of every account –

blank pages still set in stone,

the Moon; who knows all of the secrets,

and the Galaxies explode out humanities enigma’s

empathetic Cosmos look down in horror,

filled with terror, and wonderment

at the folding blank pages,

while a heart disintegrates –

vapors of an empty codex

{Inspired by Mumford and Sons – White Blank Page. Triggered by this Mumford & Sons – I Will Wait that was in my facebook feed this morning.}

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Sharing the twistings, and musings that twirl in my mind. Hoping others can relate, or at least enjoy... To know more about me personally you can visit my website at Mind Retrofit.
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