I lay myself bare
On a blank page
Of white paper
Or a computer screen,
Scribbling or tapping
Black symbols into shape
In random rhythms that writhe
Beneath my fingers,
Syncopate
My heart beat,
Editing my soul.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
I lay myself bare
On a blank page
Of white paper
Or a computer screen,
Scribbling or tapping
Black symbols into shape
In random rhythms that writhe
Beneath my fingers,
Syncopate
My heart beat,
Editing my soul.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
‘random rhythms that writhe’ G:)
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What a perfect description of a writer’s world. Thoroughly related!
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Cool …
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