Words struggle to burst forthfrom the fleshy cavern of my mouth,smashing against the tidal wall of teeth. An angry, implacable wavethat yearns for freedomas a tsunami yearns for destruction. But does a wave yearn, feel, want?Does this tumble of wordshave deliberate intent? Or is it a random gushing torrentthat springs into beingfrom the depths of the well within?
Words and Waves
Words struggle to burst forthfrom the fleshy cavern of my mouth,smashing against the tidal wall of teeth. An angry, implacable wavethat yearns for freedomas a tsunami yearns for destruction. But does a wave yearn, feel, want?Does this tumble of wordshave deliberate intent? Or is it a random gushing torrentthat springs into beingfrom the depths of the well within?