Monday, September 22, 2008

words in my blood

you writhe in my veins waiting to come out, you urge me, prod me, write me ... i follow your beckoning as i strike the keys, my heart pounding as words come out of me, i don't know what to say but it has a mind of its own, i am a mere instrument, i am a medium ... the words come alive and tells the story ... it moves me, it makes me crazy, it tells me what to do ... i am enveloped by its being, its beauty, its prose. its rhythm, its time, its magic in quotes ... i am its slave as i write these words in my blood.

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