Scratch the Paper


Sitting At a desk

Pupils small and straining in the light

Of your computer

Your fingers run speedily across the keys.

I stray from that path.

I stray from the keys.

I choose a method more ancient.

One that requires one to be more aware

Of your hands.

I sit and write

I scratch the paper in the most beautiful way known

There is something I find

quite addictive

About writing with a quill

The spirals of the letters dance

Fluidly from tip to paper.

– writingdilegently



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