Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Cough, cough.

Stumbling for the right words to say, as the letters trickle down your chin. ,How you wish for once, just this once they would come out in the right order-- they would make some god damn sense. But once again, you find yourself at a loss, a face with nothing but a blank stare. You sit and wait as the only letters you need to get out have all found a place to stay at the tip of your tongue. Just as you find yourself choking on the words you can't speak. You long to get them out, but they stick--and you sit there drowning in the letters you desperately need.

June 12th, 2007.

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