The Lettering: To Look Back and See the Light Shine Bright

An introduction. (Please note that any texts published in this book are not final and may be edited.)

Come day sun--no fun--and what I found was lettering, deep lengthy thoughtdense lettering all bugthrough past the nights of previous days. We’d’ve used ways so broad to slide a single thought yet somehow there our thoughts slid snailslick sick--so snakeslack! The stack of stones--my backpain bones--whisper absence of my blank and sleepstill eyes could hardly find my fellow Frank. Back then it was all so clear--like no big deal--it was all Frank, who brought us here, who drove us to The Lands, and spilled the blood then on our hands. To be quite frank, none of us still understands. Our minds were empty blanks. Rick--the pilot--said: “no driver drove the wheel!” It all then seemed so real--the speed, the world all shifting red, and pain so hard to feel. It later would reveal where the path had really led.

Author's Note

A short introduction rather than a chapter. Poetry hidden inside a prose.