Paper

 Paper

The sound the paper makes is comforting

When it tears

Its hidden jagged ugly lines appear

Not for what is on it is it being torn

It is blank pure white

Take another one

Search it for a speck

Tiny speck of   guilt    shame    blemish

Nothing

Riiiiiip

Rip tear stare

Rip again 

Comforted

Perfect

Not perfect

Doesn’t matter

Organic

Uncut

Not cookie cutter

No mold

Maybe

It can please

If it is more like me

May 13, 2021

Lydiangeline