Purpose is written all over me Marks of a language for memory
Mighty proud of my job Serving my master My body the canvas For thoughts Meant to be read for future time
I've been in your pocket Fondled in your hand Your words I will keep Our relationship locket
WAIT! WHY?
Crumpling me up in such a way My header to body Creases are now wrinkles I was enjoying the car ride
and now I'm airborne......
abandoned I am no longer useful the road side I now live a useless utensil
your words tattooed on my body the strokes of graphite that was shed all over me the way your ribbed fingers rubbed and danced on my world
WAS I NOTHING!?
alone I will stay the elements will take me nature will have her way devour every inch of me a helpless prisoner cast to the wolves
Who are you dressed in orange Clad in latex gloves Undressing me from my contortion Reveling my undercarriage Finger following along my anatomy Discovering my secrets?
I love it. I think you did well.
I am now looking at my waste basket full of crumpled paper that has been tossed in there. I should probably use both sides next time though.
I enjoyed reading your composition! Especially the lines:
alone I will stay
the elements will take me
nature will have her way
devour every inch of me
a helpless prisoner
cast to the wolves
Are too good! Great read ☺