What is this thing?
I’ve forgotten its name
A numbing sensation
A tangible shiver
Weighted wade through a river
Against a rush of wonderment
Bubbling current of excitement
Overflow of impulse
under tow of doubt
almost to the edge of commencement
… reaching the bank of consummation
Crawling out to conclusion
Such an overwhelming spatial summation
Now which trail of pursuance?
The conscious recgnition of a
The conscious recognition of a subconscious wish...emotion surfacing.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Who Wants To Be Normal?
At eleven years old I took a rocket off normal and never looked back. That's why my comments are "odd" and usually invasive - no sense of norm, politic, appropriately sub anything - just out there - being. I heard, "...even if for just a moment..." Appreciated the write ~A~
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