remember

discovering paper again
the scratch of ink on pages
like tattooing skin
a permanence on
sheets to be carried
in pockets
held close to the chest
hidden from view

discovering aloneness
without loneliness
in a crowded room
or an empty apartment

some things
want to sit for a while
in private

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