erase

i love you, she wrote

and before the words could etch into

any other mind

she took them out of the world

just as she brought them in.

all but the faint

traces of scribbled thoughts

lightly penciled in

remained on the scrap of paper

where her truth threatened

to be.

now

the words

were a collection of rubber shards

scattered along the desk

before she blew them to the floor.