Just how it is, just stop. Hop, drop, tip top, words are a flop, slop, crop. Cut it out completely. And slow, slowly breathe in, gently draw the air, and out. The words that come back to me, the warning that was given when I may have said something compromising, those words, definite words, those are the words I want spoken about me. But I will not say those words, and I do not know if they would be true if I did say them, as I haven't said them I don't need to confront their validity.
White noise
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November 23
Wrapping the blanket about me is a comfort but not as much as the heating, for it is...
The wrong game
So here is the thing, turning the tide is done with a stone of unimaginable...