Paper.

White

Blue

Purple

Grey

Black

Yellow

Green

Orange

Red.

So many

C

 O

  L

   O

    R

     S

       !
You 

Fold,

The perfect

Crisp

Paper

Creasing

Under

Your fingertips.

Crimping,

Like

Pie.

Folding,

Like 

Dough.
Tuck it.

Pleat it.

Turn over.

Bend and overlap it.
I love that

Precious

Precious

Paper.

My fine paper.
Sit.

On the steps.

By yourself.

At night.

In the rain.

Out in the cold.

With a piece of

Paper

And a pen.

With black ink.

It is cold, outside.
With thick paper in hand,

I start to draw.
Bird heads. 

(because I don’t want to draw the rest of the body)

Feathers.

Leaves.

Vines with white flowers.

Trees.

All things nature.
Drawing gives you sights 

You

Can’t

See

With 

Anything else.
All you need is 
Paper