Empty Lines

A deep breath

fights away

remnants from 

a mistake

one particle 

sticks gently 

clinging 

to the surface

Lines remain empty

marks from 

underneath

pierce through

those previous attempts 

distort perception 

There is a circle

in the bottom corner

where the blue ink

is blurred and

the texture 

has a soft wrinkle  

One flip

can make a 

used page 

feel new

but the indentations 

will always carry 

buried memories