That’s what is Written

in Sharpie on white paper.

Beaten up… curbside,

Weathered wood.

1 single black box

promising, whispering,


Almost speaks your name.

Containing Angels and Demons -

Those that even the gods

cannot tell apart.

Tugs, Taunts, Teases:

“Pick me up.”

But that’s precisely why

I leave it there.

— conceived from junk notes on my phone