insanity | oct. 13th 2021

the hush talks about the mind and daily survival.

Often I find myself frantically tapping my pockets to find no phone and then I must scramble to find the closest variant of pen and paper. More often than not it is the worst combination. On this occasion, it was kitchen towel and felt tip. Poems find me unexpectedly yet annoyingly leave me just as quickly. I must pull the poem from my brain and record …