I read these things I write.
.... I pen these thoughts...
they never seem to end ...
... The abundance of these words
often surprise me...
...The content is so distorted ...
disturbed... covered in slobber ...
.. Years go by and I forget ...
.. .. without fail.. ..
I'll just write them down again.
..
... this prayer I whisper below my breath
... .. A writers answers only come with ..death ..
...My...