Mark Is Typing

A mark is when you made a point.

That stain or a touch;

they make distinctions in a given space.

How so masculine the gesture represents,

the forgiving nature of the material collaborates its message.

It may be theirs but the intangibility of thought itself multiplies beyond the peripheral.

It becomes your further observations; a soft fabric or a brittle glass.

Take it how you imagine.

In the mass of it all,

our choice holds the next act of a mark.

A mark for a mark. That's some communication.

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