Sunday, February 27, 2005

unmentioned

At times like this the very weight crushes the keys thoughtlessly.
The weight of words that have come and gone, died unborn because of my inability to name them names. Do they matter now, those words at all? Is it too late to beg and call?

3 comments:

The Artsaypunk said...

You know, I'm starting to think you have an unhealthy obsession for "words" and "well-worn paper." It works though... Don't stop.

watercolor said...

I have a number of unhealthy obsessions.

watercolor said...

ah, how shall i tell thee....?