I want to sleep
I want to write
I want these two
To align in
Daylight
Computer Whisperer
I want to sleep
I want to write
I want these two
To align in
Daylight
This writer’s journey
Fraught with perils of the heart
Facing down my fear
As I write, my mind drags out random, destructive talk. The act of posting challenges sensations of inadequacy. Thus I post, refusing to let the destructive voices within me win.
First: unload my mind
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p style=”font-family:"”>Editing’s anguish
I find this new love
With manual typewriters
Deeply endearing
Amusing
How I put pen to paper
Expecting certain words
To flow gracefully
I’m always surprised
At what lands upon
The page
I entertained other paths
Other work
But this remains strong
I guess I cannot
Escape
Thus I should
Surrender
Into,
Then through,
My fear
Only I shall remain