the writer, a cynic


A blank page

frightens me:

so many thoughts

so many ideas

I could put there --

Is it legal to put

such a weapon as this

in my hand?

Deep fears

dark dreams

confused radical thoughts

without shame:

I can write it,

there's room on this page

and my pencil, I think,

should last long enough

to offend.


© Jon Bohrn (1998)



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