He sits darkly, always inside me. On my skin. In that place I can't put words to. My unrung ladder. My forgotten feathered hope. My unearthly incredulous pain.
I channel things when I write that do not have to be tied to a currently personal situation. I rarely write out of my present emotional circumstance. So it's about no one, and everyone.
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ReplyDeleteI channel things when I write that do not have to be tied to a currently personal situation. I rarely write out of my present emotional circumstance. So it's about no one, and everyone.
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