Words carry me through the sounds i cant understand stood under light looked over blind eyes realized lies were hybrids of a truth half spoken broken language taped together with context text messages left instant heiroglyphics fixed on my lips spit pictures penned in invisible ink think riddles unravled in little puddles of thought liquid strings that tug at the streams of consciousness caught in the undertow of understanding what still flies over are head ?
a mangled web of sense...i liked this rhetoric by any other name
"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..." ASIEM "Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran (Be and it is) " A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder