My wires are frayed,
thoughts will not move
to my lips from my head.
My fingers can paint them.
My fingers can write them.
My fingers can even play
them on keys.
But with words insufficient
to convey such feelings,
the body speaks volumes
with the touch of my hand.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
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