Spit It Out
on the tip of the tongue cascading a waterfall of thoughts bubbling the tip of the pen inkless the tips …
on the tip of the tongue cascading a waterfall of thoughts bubbling the tip of the pen inkless the tips …
I used to be a fount A source from which flowed the finest of prose A never-ending flow of vivid …
One tear falls drips Orbits the moon Drops down into the cosmic goo That is us. We separate, you and …