The Touch


The blank piece of paper,

the empty screen.

I’ve deleted all the words.

I’ve erased all the lines

until it’s become previous again,

perfectly clear,

essentially and completely



“In the beginning……”

there was nothing….


That was

before all the trouble all started,

with that first mark on the page,

before there was two of anything,

before anything needed a name,

before the irony of time began

and everything was infinite,

just a moment or two


the universe was birthed

and everything started happening.

Just before

the touch,

the kiss,

the awakening,

and what happens after that.


Russell Rosander

3/30/16 El Aguacate, Jal, Mx


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