Eraser

I keep starting and stopping

Erasing all my lines

Until nothing but

The ugly faded truth

Remains.

Laughing at me.

Snapping at me.

And again I erase

Trying to blot out

All the things

That have no reason

To come into the

Form of words

So I am speachless

Thrown though the cosmos

And spread on paper

For all to see

All undone

Erased.

Reviews

[The Message]

This one should have been written ages ago, it seems to fit your writing process perfectly (For better or for worse).