fingers itch to write
but the
keyboard’s sound
is empty.
does it mean
i have nothing left to say?
or did i simply
have a day
where nothing went wrong?
unfamiliar.
i will be
wondering tomorrow
and just
enjoy the silence
today.
fingers itch to write
but the
keyboard’s sound
is empty.
does it mean
i have nothing left to say?
or did i simply
have a day
where nothing went wrong?
unfamiliar.
i will be
wondering tomorrow
and just
enjoy the silence
today.
That is a very strange sort of silence, all those words arranged in poetry-like.
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heh, if you’d know my head most days, you’d say it’s very silent. 😉
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Yikes. I hope you have a heavy supply of drugs. Look forward to reading some of your screams.
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😀
no drugs… just virtual paper and me.
thanks for reading! 🙂
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My pleasure.
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silence today is needed at times to gather basket fulls of tomorrows.
enjoy your flow
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wonderful words, thank you 🙂
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I posted a link to this poem in “edge of frog” – http://edgeoffrog.wordpress.com/
Thank you!
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