A Novel of Mind

A novel of mind
breaking forlorn into
a cluttered coo of color.
A soft murmur
brings forth the words
written in a time
of genius,
but a despondent
response of a
turning page
leaves the story
deprived of development.
They say to
guard the spine,
so that not every chapter
is forfeit.
Do we behold
an era for reading
once again?