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
Back River Bend. Georgetown, ME.