Taming My Words
A poem
When there are words erupting from all corners like a chain of fireworks putting an unusual demand from the brain and creating the confusion it feels like flying up a dry silt road or skidding down the mountains that can make us go either to east or west
Wearing a big grin the sun is shimmering down upon the waves giving us cues later the moon appears on the horizon a flicker of light igniting the deep thoughts and our creations depend upon the value of our mental map and surroundings
Focusing and balancing like we do on a slick and snowy bridge during an avalanche We web the story around the words words that rattle in our dreams and rings through the soundless screams.
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