The 'Poem A Day' Project ~ Day 158 Poem by Flying Lemming

I’m a little stick man doodle, at the bottom of the page
Barely a couple of lines, show no laughter, fate or rage
You could say insignificant, not even half an inch tall
I don’t have any details, just merely brief and small
But my existence does have meaning on this big page of A4
Neatly lined with a margin in red like a million pages before
Strict and clean and formal, regimented horizontally
I squat and disrupt the order, with a dash of humanity