Reality floated into view:
an inexplicable undulating mass
pulsing and sparking,
pregnant with mystery.
Scared out of my mind
I seized upon my stamp
neatly columned and lined
black with ink.
A white surface
flat and featureless
lay beneath it
beckoning for imprint.
At just the right moment
with all my strength
I splattered it flat
trapped and grid-bound.
I scribbled feverishly
filling in the spaces
making sense of it all
in a fool’s scrawl.
Now it hangs
limp and lifeless
on my refrigerator door
for reference.
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