You know that feeling when you finally finish a page?

Have to move on to the next blank sheet

The feeling of satisfaction

Finishing something you worked so hard at

Do you move on

Start new

Or try to hang on to the last page of your college ruled paper

You wake up, finish the day

You start again on another thesis

You wake up, finsh the paper they say

But im not writing it

My essay is no longer under my favorite black pen

But entangled in unfarmiliar hands

Unrecognizable writing

I am written by a man who does not know of writing

Unforgivable errors being recorded in our study hall

As he begins to erase I am left with an unhabitied paper

Half a page empty with scraps of lead