Disposable life...

We recently ran a pen out of ink, changed the bars.

Now things have become disposable. Convenient! Don't worry, throw away, buy new.

Disposable clothes, disposable thoughts.

Disposable days. Don't worry, tomorrow will be the same day.

And life is disposable. And I disposable! Piece, unique, one – disposable.

Have grown exactly the same, only new. And they are disposable.

This one time, and should use.

Does not change the print cartridge, do not fly refueling tankers.

While you're alive – you're a seasoned fountain pen. Write your life, draw, hell.

The ink color will not change. Play with line thickness, shades, undertones.

Don't be afraid of blobs and blots. The author's manuscript is more valuable than any edition.

And I write a life for themselves, "on the table".

Not for sale, it's how the rest. Then work out, without me. Or will not develop. It doesn't matter.

It is important to write for yourself.

 

©Boris Bork

Source: Boris Bork