exercise

Someone told me to trust
the paper
told me to trust someone.
Ink Insecure Incisions
a pen writes as if trust doesn't exist.

Brought to life after rubbing
hesitating words
the fingers feel what
the eyes don't understand.

How will the wounds heel
asks the brain and
the wisdom knows that it's not an option
to cure.

To know is not sufficiently satisfying.
Better is to learn
again
avoiding
falling.