full of something
pointing myself at last
in the right direction
standing up to be seen
by those who know I
tend to chill more than most
pen positioned to illustrate
the day or night
pushing the depth of words
to hold more than they are used to holding
too much and letters all fall to the floor
staring up to the sun moon and stars
head always thinking something
beautiful or inspiring or both
or just the opposite when despair hits hard
and leaves quick feeling empty
with no answers and no sense made…
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