let’s consider the dead
Matt Robinson
pens;
out of ink.
writing dry, but still scribbling, jotting, noting.
no tangible words -just impressions-
(the # on a scratch pad that you can see
3 weeks and god knows how many sheets
later, kind).
the kind embedded on a page when
all the hand can do is struggle with
inadequacies of (th)ink. pressing hard.
at the tips;
on the edges.
if you close your eyes
and let yourself feel
(the page)
you will recognize the words, the communications;
with nothing left
to see
you will hear the leaving notes.