the blank page

I can’t stand to look at you like this:
blank and empty
waiting to be filled in with symbols
that represent
some sort of decipherable language.

so i just type these letters because
I don’t like the blank stare you give me;
it’s haunting.

And you might not like what text you
eventually are filled with.
that empty stare is… well,
it’s daunting.

so I keep typing, typing, typing
so that I don’t have to look
at that lifeless misery;
the blank page.

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Currently living in Vietnam, teaching English, fixing the world's problems.

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