Friday, July 08, 2005

Sometimes Words Are a Writing Exercise

Sometimes words are the blood around bamboo splinters under my fingernails. Sometimes words are bourbon from a square glass bottle. Sometimes words are frosting gliding onto a hot cake. Sometimes words are a shy cat creeping around the door into my room. Sometimes words are menstrual blood hitting the floor in clots. Sometimes words are syrup drooling onto Sunday morning waffles. Sometimes words are toilet paper spilling into ruffled folds next to the wastepaper basket. Sometimes words are a blanket tumbling off the bed. Sometimes words are water breaking out of a dam.

1 comment:

bRaEn said...

Truly, I like your style, SPIKE !! Just poppin' in to say Hey !