pages, simple
white-striped blue.
the words protested against the monotomous plains
to build cities of black ink,
and they did.
created against nature,
for them to live and have a home,
live together and alone...
to describe and something mean
to be read, be all, or just one thing.
some words described the world beautifully.
some described it as worthless, and other divine adjectives.
but at least they meant something...
other words just came to my ear and went out the other.