Puts on a magic show
Kidnapping my work
just like a servant getting pushed around
so smooth it polishes the page
pushing words, writing and stories away
and failed attempts getting destroyed
sneaks across the page so quiet as a mouse
sometimes it’s louder like your feet scraping the ground
the only evidence it leaves
is a trail of pink dots
right after
you destroy its work
redoing your fails
it’s path is not blank anymore
like when you sweep right before a meal
cultivates destruction and chaos
like a house getting blown up
everything goes extinct
puts on a magic show
kidnapping my work