i am near
insufferable
mostly lost
in the images
that flow
through my mind
even when
not writing
i am writing
along the silent screen
in my mind
it isn’t that i put
the words first
it is that it takes
being shaken to snap
from their call
i hide
i am quiet
i am trapped
between
the world i see and
the one that sings
so don’t expect
anymore
than me to turn
the scope of this flood
towards you
before falling back
into the lapping waves
because i am
incapable of always
expressing myself
in any way
but through verse