Sometimes there are too many thoughts…
…and they leak between the cracks
Rays of light...
Finding their way to my fingertips
…and I type
…or write
And the release is cathartic
The words, with a mind of their own…
Seeking a way out
…to be free
…to be shared
…to be read and thought upon
…and discarded as easily as they came
Always making…
Room for more