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Dec 2016
writing is the only truth
but not the words
or their meaning
just the feeling
of pressing keys
and releasing
it’s like they’re breathing
fingers steaming
mind burned by
umm…
everything!
to the ground
so I can’t do any thinking
only typing
you call it writing
I call it…
umm
enlightening!
reverberates like…
umm
LIGHTNING
it’s…
uhhh
it’s exciting!
it’s the right thing!
it’s it’s it’s it’s it’s
ummm
FRIGHTENING
and I’m
well I’m just
I’m
umm…
I’m delighted!
to be writing
words with no meaning
tones with no feeling
just keys breathing
and somewhere
not here
somewhere though
I’m
umm…
uhhh
I’m
somewhere
dreaming!
Midnight Beech
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Midnight Beech
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