Did you know that, when you wrote me, I was made of papercuts
That I was ink and glue and wax but mostly, I was papercuts
Did you know that, when you read me, I am made of memories
I may be adjective or noun but to you I am memories
When you picture me I seem to phase and merge and dissipate
I may be sharp or hard or true but then I mist and dissipate
Did you know that once you close the book I go on living it
Forget my name, forget my plot, but I am still here, living it
Posted in response to the challenge Ghostly.
Comments
I really enjoyed this poem, one thing that really stuck out to me was the line "That I was ink and glue and wax but mostly, I was made of papercuts" This concept is really cool to me and you phrased it so perfectly, I could feel myself becoming fully immersed in this poem during that line. I noticed how you ended every line with the same word twice, this made me very happy because it felt nice to read and it was a strong choice that added so much to your already amazing poem. This poem is so special and the ending words make it stand out all the more. This is a stunning poem, the choices of the words are so clear and inspiring!
Thank you so much Anna! That line is also my fav
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