Lines That Don't Point
Lines, zigzags, circles, and dots
Inked expressions of feeling that needed release
I can make you cry
I can make you laugh
I can make you angry
But that's just the reactions
Not the responses
You won't get hurt I promise
You are not my target
You are simply the audience to my feelings in an exhibition cage
I just need to get it out
Anger is released in vicious strokes
Tearing across the page
Sadness is lost
Drowned by my tears blurring the words
Happiness is enhanced
Making it permanent on the page
It's out there
No one is hurt
No one is my target
These lines don't point.
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