#2364 -- as page is my canvas

 

2364

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21.vi.26

as page is my canvas

 

let day be spread

 

I have a fence of words here

 

let light to purpose fall

 

writing into the blank

 

all at pace

 

if catch my drift

 

listen for the singing

 

so write out a list

patch out

 

all corners bright

 

as sky’s my blue

I set to sea

 

as far abroad as

wave me off

 

I’ll make an ocean of this mind

 

let lines meet

 

picture it!

just as I’ve thought

 

signed before a word is said

 

the blank’s just where we are

 

how would you describe your trap?

how do you like it there?

give it a name?  could you?

 

I keep a window open

 

so many sheets all aflutter

 

join these dots

a what’s for

 

dash about like a mad thing

 

come from nothing

back soon too

 

is it like that for you?