blank page

blank page from 

several yesterdays 

ago

wrinkled in worry

corner covered 

with the shadow

of dirt

tiny speck of a tear 

in the middle

i almost want 

to tear this testament

out of the notebook

out of sight 

out of mind

but it tells 

its own story

in its blankness

a protective cover

for the babblings

on the other pages

ages will happen

and i'll long forget

the bluest days

but this page stays 

in tribute

steadfast in 

silent emotion

(stay)