Throat begins to close
No more words today
I struggle with the 5th
So I type instead
Expressionless lines flow through my fingers
Holding onto a thought
A moment frozen
In time and space
No going forward
No going back
Clickity clacking on a suspension bridge
Refusing to look down
As the bottom
That is closer than it seems
Rises up to meet
The tidal wave of thoughts
Blocked at level 5