there is always this eminent sense of return about me. i thought i had lost it--that overflowing need to sit down and hammer out another episode from the black squares beneath my fingertips.
and suddenly, i realize, i am running.
running because still, after all this time, i have not dealt with it. with this. with that. with anything.
there are things about me that i can never tell a soul in words. but the keys? don't lie.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
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it's easy to ignore things into omission.
... but all you need is one little spark to let it all rush right back in.
:spark:
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