Traces of a Ringing Madness

Photograph by Bronia Sawyer

I tell you.
split the book, break the spine, tear out the first page
and the last.

If the ink
never sees the light of day, the word will
remain unread.

Never to diminish
or watch the flick of paint
scrape away.

In a way we are
away, paths entwined,

Where we start, we know the words,
at a loss, at a loss.


4 thoughts on “Traces of a Ringing Madness

  1. hi just wanted to say thanks for using my pic glad u like it ur poems great never thought about pictures and poetry they go well together :)

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