Thankfully,

Thankfully,

In my small city I get caught often

on the sidewalk

walking, running even

just to get exercise

or when I want a coffee

in the morning before work.

.

A boisterous blow in the form of language

opinions, experience, knowledge to know

anything that prevents me from speaking

and ruining the train of thought

.

Thankfully,

I have the gift of tight penmanship

words of my own

whispers against spent breath

when I don’t speak, but only write

to arrange words before letting them fly

out of control

to some poor someone, listening.

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