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so used
by Morgan D HafeleI stare at this blank piece of paper and my mind
fights to fill it
with something juicy enough to spill
on the surface.
The plain white page stares
back and the contest begins. It is
begging me
to leave it pristine and clean enough
to eat dirty scraps off of,
it tries to swallow ink so it
can forget it after
the shit it takes in thirty
minutes, but it doesn't want to take the time to digest.
Why would it want to let these
filthy words pass through its
system, or keep them close enough
to see later?
This paper doesn't want the tattoos I offer.
This paper doesn't want your eyes raping it.
This paper wanted to stay naked and pure.
I am not temptation.
I am a figment of your imagination
and when you read this i hope
you laugh
at this ruined piece of paper.
I hope you feel sad because it lost.
This piece of paper is telling you
it got fucked. 12/15/2008 Author's Note: Anita made me do it
Posted on 01/31/2009
Copyright © 2024 Morgan D Hafele
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Nanette Bellman on 01/31/09 at 04:17 AM i'm glad she did. this is genius. seriously, i have this problem with a blank piece of paper. it's so damn intimidating. well done. |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 02/02/09 at 04:42 AM Haha... So glad! |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/02/09 at 05:36 AM I'm glad she did. Nice work. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 02/02/09 at 10:09 PM ...morgan, if paper could talk, eh? too cool! |
| Posted by Becca Kinser on 02/04/09 at 07:30 AM I miss you. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/04/09 at 08:08 PM hahaha - great title - clever study in an inanimate's life. I love opening up a new journal or looking at a blank sheet of paper - I will look differently after this (you made me do it!!) |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/18/09 at 04:46 PM I don't see it that way at all, especially if it doesn't end up in the wastebasket. Thought provoking and very well expressed Morgan. |
| Posted by Rowan Luis on 03/29/09 at 11:58 PM ha, this definitly fits with my mood right now, i was waiting for some kind of confession that had nothing to do with the paper, but i like how it turned out, i feel like i've had a secret kept from me though and i want to know how it got $#%@ed! |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 09/23/09 at 04:55 AM Clever, ingenious way to describe what we do to paper where we spill our darkness - sure the paper will turn it a lighter shade of gray or a pinker shade of blood. So is the paper kind of like a condom between us and the reader? Hmmm... see what you have wrought. |
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