I Dont Want To Drown In Dust

Published: Feb. 3, 2018, 4:27 p.m.

b'My most prized possessions can be found on Paper.\\xa0\\nSomething about the ink makes me want to be\\nTaller, Makes me want to stretch my arms out until they get So Tired \\xa0they (decide)\\nto transform into Pages.\\nI want to be turned. --( permanent.)\\nI want to be touched.\\nFolded, Crinkled Tear Stained Ripped Numbered\\nFilled to the Brim\\nI want to be opened\\n and closed\\n in the same day.\\nI want to be remembered and stood up to Rest upon Shelves.\\nI want to end in the perfect moment. (I want to end in all the perfect moments)\\nI want to be protected from the \\xa0rain and held in hands, frequent.\\nWant to be hard backed with one spine,\\xa0\\nmaybe two.\\n\\xa0\\nI don\'t want to be judged by how many pages I have to offer.\\nor how heavy I am\\nor how dark \\nmy Cover Is.\\nor the words inside me, \\nor my ink\\nor where I\'ll fit.\\n\\nI don\'t want to drown in Dust on the top shelf of what once was paradise.\\nDon\'t want to be used as a stool to Step On--\\nor a weapon for your fears of insects. ( for what you think is \\n\\n--- \\n\\nSend in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/message\\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support'