Why Do I Only Write?





Black on white

Flick of the wrist

A moment’s goodbye

Swimming in my own mind

I can get lost in this world

Other’s voices, other’s own ways

Broken art, puzzle, music – all pieces

Recollect with the vessel in my hand

For I know not my thoughts until I write them.


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