dedicated to one of my wordpress friends 🙂
not sure from where they have come
but suddenly into existence
in bold lettering;
the scribbles i couldn’t speak —
slipping,
spilling out
in a clatter of click-clicks,
composing monotone music on these computer keys.
the release is like draining without plunging —
the depths of soul exposed;
tragedy broken down
into
thoughts that stay on these pages
& allow me to leave.
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