Would That Life Were Equally Indellible

It isn't so much that one cannot erase,
but that when one puts rubber to paper,
to turn a phrase,
the paper fights back.

And where a ruled page leaves ghostly misgivings,
smeared, smudged but basically
forgotten,
history leaves nothing behind.

It carries in a satchel
all that it knows,
waiting.

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