mad dash for coffee
is it known,
how every word is a drop of honey
across my lips?
is it understood,
how streaks of wit and laughter
are gathered together in fading handfuls,
treasured as each evaporates?
is there no end to this dance?
lawdy, let's hope not.
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7 comments:
Some words are said too easily, some are too difficult.
Some I wish I could say, some I wish I had never heard.
I guess that's what a blog is for--writing is different than saying.
fiction
the words may be the same, but the expression affects the meaning
misperceptions
exactly
whirling, twirling, swirling words.
I'm dizzy.
nobody press 'stop'
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