STORY OF A PIECE OF PAPER

This is the story
of the piece of paper
that with it carried emotion
and of it was said of affection

It that fastened all nuts
was void of dejection
The piece of paper-white or red
Of whom cruel hands
had pilfered
torn it in two and further;
its residence an abandoned bin

The cry of a piece of paper
wailing whilst staggering
in the dark clouds:
drowning when clutching
on a resigned pole

Wailing for a savior
tossing and turning
waiting and wanting

wilt the savior saveth?
damped bin-rumshackle
its present past
its content vast
but hollow
Pieces of paper strewn on the floor

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neither ready to gather the bits.

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