dribbles

Dripples of script,
Drafts, re-writ,
And more,
So forth and on,
Forever and ever,
A beat in time,
The tapping on your sword,
On the dripping page,
Sinking ink,
Soaking through,
Words too true,
We write of now,
Life, love, sorrow,
What was will never set forth,
To be another or any other
Just was, has to be just that,
Its simple, a mater of fact,
Time can never stand still,
We can never get our fill,
For our wants continue,
Our needs exceed,
Some meet half way,
Some unable to compromise,
Stuck in our minds,
Our way of thinking,
Unable to knock out,
The broken walls,
Heal and feel, the fresh paint drying,
Just laying there, sighing,
Oh, oh, oh,
One more page…