dragging, almost, the pencil was
sliding along invisible curves
i tried to spill my sadness into
between the fading, melding lines
i fell in love with universe through
my own creations eyes, i didn't.. know you
feel breathe live... dance, i make my
pencil dances at dawn they said, dances at dawn
i used to live and die for the completion,
i sent them off into the world...
it is not fair to hold such things, these
amazing creatures that lived solely
in my thoughts, floating in my head
i could never spell the trees for you