Absolutely Miles Away …too many clouds, too little time…

yell

this is the way it has to be.  ten to one fighting up and down and out and inside of me.

yell it to the air.  dissipate and swell and fire off words laid bare.

FINAL BATTLE! GO!

*Anime fight ensues.

This post makes me anxious… am I under attack?

I like your words, laid bare or otherwise.

Four sentences. Two paragraphs. No more than a few words and a screaming thought. Yet, you’ve written poetry. Again.

Andophiroxia: pacify…

Bohemienne: no, no attacks. Just thought.

Mr Witness: um, thank you. sorry if that’s bad!