Letters on the Lam

I'm staring at these pages far too long;
soon the words will not make any more sense.
Like the notes of a repetitive song,
the letters seem to begin to condense.

So first the letters all join together.
They meet to decide the path they will take.
They talk about the changes and whether
their leaving the page would be a mistake.

They all agree to make a run for it,
and so one of them makes a distraction.
Your eyes turn away for a little bit
while the letters all jump into action.

You look back at the page and it is blank;
letters laugh at the success of their prank