Thursday, March 20, 2014

~~I Am a Writer~~

So many
Words
Escape my
Fingertips.
My body
Is being drained
Of its blood.
Scripturient,
Scripturient--
How it feels
To write.
The broken drive.
The ache
Of fingers.
The torment
Of wrists--
Scribble, scrawl,
The tap
Of fingers
On keyboard keys
Reaches through
The music
In my ears.
I can't escape
The rhythm
I build--
Tap, tap.
Tap, tap, tap upon the keys.
As fast,
As slow--
As the heartbeat
I
Speed
With caffeine.
I'm not
Meant
For this!
But I can't
Escape this.
Carpal tunnel,
Broken funnel--
Undo my reality.
Rob from me
My
Dreams.
Poetry, words--
The beauty
Within
My soul
Can be bared
Upon the page.

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