Letters

   Layers and layers play tunes on
each other. Heart strings pulled tight. Lighter
and lighter the world seems. Soon all
fall asleep.

   Learn what you can. Opened eyes and
saw all possiblities. All questions will
be answered accordingly.

   Ah how the eyes seemed so blind
and the mouth so dry, parched without
chance of speech. Clear of past yet snagged.

   Hope does exist but rather stay
unknown because if people see people will
wonder, care. Can I deal with concern
from others? Can I accept the gift of
help, guidance?

    Creating sprays of silvery words.
They sprinkle down my shoulders,
through my veins to the very fingertips.
Exit, exit, exit in the most bizarre
phrases.

   Here each letter hugged by another
create an image. Rainbow or
greyscale they emerge from ink to
parchment.

   Strong is the mind and silent
is the vocals yet exploding is the hand
in the mighty works of an unknown poem.