Loose leafs of paper are

desirable little carriers

of hearts and of spades,

and last wishes or lists and

thoughts,

of carriers of words, and

diseases that run rapid to

infect those who are not

savvy to contextual modes,

taunting logical minds.

Loose leafs of paper are

endless options to the

imaginative ones, with endless

hankerings for the rustic and

unexpected. They are a

catalyst for the inquiring

mind, whose overactive thoughts

are set loose among process

of elimination.

Loose leafs of paper are

the scattered remnants of

disorder, covering the writer’s

floor, after a mad surge of

anger or of genius.

T. DM