CURLICUES

I speak in hallowed whispers
to the parchment page before me
it is wise beyond all measure
though It's corners curl in age
it knows me like no human can
absorbing all the me's I am then
morphing every thought and sigh
to curlicues of truth and ink black lie
M P 3/3/22
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