music

This is the music that moves; curve; the sound that envelops your body in the way only your most intimate lover could; jive; the tempo that your body knows, like a fundamental constant of nature.

Containment

I fight the urge; the raw power and emotion almost overwhelm me; I have resolve; this feeling in me that boils like a pot of water but has the volatility of a volcano; the destruction; I want to warn people in its path; I want to help myself; I don't see a solution; or rather inevitably there is only one solution; a singular conclusion; not containment; such an environmental event could not be controlled; too unstable; the properties can not be calculated; uncertainty; an attempt to process the unknown; unsuccessful.

ink

I write on this page soaked from the tears that I cry. The ink runs down the page and as it does it writes these words I speak.