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I need your help, maybe when you're awake.
There are words in my head
but the letters are jumbled.
They're all connected as though by a string running through the center
but they're submerged in water
or milk
or whiskey
so the string's tangled and the words and thusly jumbled
or backwards
or upside down
I can see them and say "oh this means this feeling and this and what"
but then as soon as my pen hits the paper the water
or milk
or whiskey drains out
and the words all fall
and they tumble through me and out of my pen
and they're still jumbled
they're backwards and twisted
and the string's frayed
and sometimes letters fall off the end
from the stress of the changing environment
I don't know how to get them out
except
by refilling myself
so I don't drain
So whiskey
or water and pills
I don't know what milk is.
Milk. breast. Love?
no.
mother?
Maybe.
I don't know how to do this right.
I sometimes pull them right out of the air pluck pluck
but they don't come through me right.
I need your help with this.
There are words in my head
but the letters are jumbled.
They're all connected as though by a string running through the center
but they're submerged in water
or milk
or whiskey
so the string's tangled and the words and thusly jumbled
or backwards
or upside down
I can see them and say "oh this means this feeling and this and what"
but then as soon as my pen hits the paper the water
or milk
or whiskey drains out
and the words all fall
and they tumble through me and out of my pen
and they're still jumbled
they're backwards and twisted
and the string's frayed
and sometimes letters fall off the end
from the stress of the changing environment
I don't know how to get them out
except
by refilling myself
so I don't drain
So whiskey
or water and pills
I don't know what milk is.
Milk. breast. Love?
no.
mother?
Maybe.
I don't know how to do this right.
I sometimes pull them right out of the air pluck pluck
but they don't come through me right.
I need your help with this.