This Page

A blank page is all I need to create and destroy everything

I can undo it all I can watch the page fold in on itself

I can watch the lines and symbols float over the page

And project the lives of consciousness I project into it

I can craft anything I choose on this blank canvas

I am God I have no plan only a mind and a will

To travel onto this line

And the next

I’m on fire there’s something buried deep inside

And it’s going to live forever on this page

It’s going to rise up and swell out of me

There will be waves on this page

It won’t look it, but you’ll feel the slight swell

From this stanza

Into the next and the seemingly random gap of lines

Has a certain order if you look deeper

If you can see into me

Into the thing that this is now

Because it’s something more now

You and I here together

We’ve done something here today

We’ve travelled places

We’ve created