Disappearing ink.

Pages filled with disappearing ink
Makes your higher being think
Decipher air and pretend you care
Nothing is real when nothing is there.

I'll say it now, but just to you
One on one is never two
But two alone is always one
One just always tries to run.

Some see us as being I
Disappearing ink just makes me cry
So hold a flame to the words
Escape the page; a flock of birds.