Writing (with errors)
I started writing
A glitch interrupted me
I lost
What I was going to say
How fragile
This mind
To have thoughts
Blown out like candles
To ride the wind
Like spores
That will never
Fertilize
Another mind
Wandering
Like my soul
This morning
A friend found me
Well
His words did
And they brought me back to life
Which was so surreal
As I hadn’t noticed
I was dying
But the blank page
Whispers live
Just as he shouts
“You’re alive!”
And I
Blankenstein’s monster
Charged
With the electric fire
Of new life
In my veins
Know with the certainty
Of a singed heart
I will do great things
After
I
get ready for work
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