Living in Black

Prompt 28: Write a settled poem.

Living in Black

Power on.
Click. Click. Click.
Black escape through
blank sheets to record
emotions with right and left.
In other chapters, the state of
Literature politely welcome the
boldness of Black in text again with
the imagery of all. As it tip-toe through
the City of Letters, it run and tell what the
writer heard, seen, touched, felt, and tasted before.
In spaces, syllables divide out sounds while Black
wake-up in Times Roman to scribble down new
thoughts in the corners of mind. To cross out
old feelings, Black substitute emptiness with
true heart to soul lyrics. Occasionally sitting
in rhyme, Black continue to fold over in
rhythm secured with it's own
signature and prose.
Click. Click. Click.
Words settled in.



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