I feel a poem coming on
A welling in the belly
That suggests an imminent eruption of my soul.
And with it
The need to explore
A new emotional landmass
On which I will walk
Barefoot
And on fire.
"Take away time,
And you take away the journey"
Said Alan Watts.
I love that.
So I am stopping my time
To be with you.
With my heart bleeding like magma
But too fast to burn
And too fast to track
And too fast to know precisely why,
I sit here alone
Pouring out my soul
Light speed into the Internet
Just to be with you.
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