Fidelity to actuality:
A belief to an intuition.
Your mind tells you what should exist
Human as you are.
Amid ocean of words,
I swim into the depth of your thoughts
My lexicon is full;
My hunger is not sated.
Scrape of the quill on ivory sheet
Polished by a creative mind
Yet behind it, the scrawling words--
Bare of imagery; devoid of beauty.
Everything is surreal-
The feeling; the thought
Words drip off yellow pages
I see nothing but stains now.
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WALKINGBLIND ART AND LITERATURE
Digital Magazine
October 2010