Writing

Writing
By Crystal Kastl

Blank paper-
so empty,
killed for the wants of men,
blinding to the mind,
ready for dreams,
wishing for its dark lover,
strong-willed and sharp,
intelligent but still a baby,
a clean slate,
blank paper before me.

Blackened ink-
soft in contrast,
moldable,
wanting to run,
waiting to find a job,
wanting its mother,
teardrops emptying the heart,
flashing of arrogance,
smarter than knowledge itself,
black ink before me.

Ideas-
dreams extending beyond reality,
hopes of happiness,
strong minded opinions made for tomorrow,
racing inside the head,
forgotten in a moment and eaten alive,
survival of the fittest,
spinning in a torrent of emotion,
pulsing in the brain,
ideas inside me.

Writing-
melding of the elements,
water into wine,
books contained in one sentence,
sharpened wit,
projection of the soul,
controlling of others,
changing tides,
fallen pages from the inner realm,
writing inside me now before me.