some pages are better left un-turned...

some pages are better left un-turned...

the taste of yellowing pages

on the tongue

the moistening saliva

on the thumb

mark the pages 

with a definite impression

it reeks of possession

of ownership

of something that was never meant

to be owned or possessed

the pages, 

lose their starchy uprightness

and crackling stiffness

with dew of time

the lightness

that draws in

with maturity

leaves them open

to winds of change

let them flutter

in the breeze,

turn if they like

let's not finger in the change

and make a perfectly upright book,

dogeared.

some stories are better left unfinished

some tales are better left untold

some pages are better left,un-turned.