- The Words
Itching to get out…
fine hair stands on end at my neck.. (straight, curved, jilted and edged…spaced… crowded, bold and exclaimed
lost before caught. Empty thought… fragmented lines.. incomplete
lost sentences, black-outs and white-outs
anxious and excited
speechless and loud
from cerebral hemispheres, to spine..to shoulders, to arms, elbows, wrist then fingers..Point. Type, stamp, click, tap, WRITE.
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