Fascination

I am fascinated by what I write!
It is sober.
It is curious.
It is enthusiastic.
It is a child.
I am frightened by what I write!
It is «what is wrong?»,feeling it mood.
It is «what is wrong?»,with what I saw
It is «what is wrong?»,with what I felt
Sometimes I am scared.
I want to escape!
I want to go away from what I write!
It is the journey,
towards mirage.
With the bridges they blew away.
With the roads they destroyed.
The chant that haunts me:
As I haul!
As I crawl!
As I walk!
As I run!
In a One-Choice-Land

Reviews

[Jibey]

Our words capture pieces of ourselves...what we feel, touch, see, think...

Like a lover, we empty ourselves, pushing words onto the page, like the press of bodies

...spilling, like ink...or cum

[a_methyste]

Yes indeed. Cool snapshots of a being. :)