Paper Sound
by Matt Catania
I scream in my writing!
Paper never makes a sound.
My voice is so soothing
when no one is around.
Dynamic, abrasive scratches:
my power frightens -
trembles goes the ground.
Paper never makes a sound.
Cold and callous impressions
never yield to the pen and heart abound.
Paper never makes a sound.
Restless savage burning
found fast fastened and striking to be found.
Paper never makes a sound.
My call is a comet!
Caught streaking across these skies -
that screams dynamic and savage -
with restless power of heart -
from a soothing voice -
that no one is around.
Paper never makes a sound.
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