Sunday, July 15, 2012

page one

on the last page
the last line
of the notebook.
six months
in the making
of numbers
and names, of
places to be and
go. times
and dates.
coffee stained,
with drips
of paint. smudges
of ink.
unreadable at
times, caught
in the rain. dropped
in snow.
you turn it over
and mark the year
in bold numbers.
then open a new one,
page one.

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