You read the words of others
Sitting as noises clamor about
Trying to hear
The noise is a wall
Climb over it
Bore through it,
Wriggle like a snake
Don’t stop, don’t erase,
Keep writing, keep one finger
before the other
chaining thought and word
message and the slurry of thoughts
to distilled concoction
No control groups
No testing,
Save the first taste
Of words
Stop reviewing, stop revising
no revising only words
propelling one another forward
like a relay race
each space
each beat
each syll-a-ble
passing the baton
to the next runner
Eeking out the meaning from
the noise within
the noise without
the spaces between
where you hear the Gods
the Ancestors
the spirits
Your own heart, too
The breath rise up
to cool your thoughts
steady your own words
ready for the tapping
that will summon their means to meaning
and expose your soul.
Marvellous…
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