Look.
Read.
How to invite you in.
Do you ever journey.
Do you mean what you say.
Say it. This is graphite;
These are your thoughts.
Do not stand.
You swivel in place; you scratch your belly--
Do you ever journey.
Whisper like a long dash your subject
Onto the blank surface in front of you.
Swivel your pen. Do you ever journey.
Look. Outside
The world is cold. Sit. Open.
Do you mean what you say.
We prepare by organizing thoughts
Like acorns and berries before winter.
Scream, viciously, inside your head one, solitary, thought.
Do you mean what you say.
This is how you prepare.
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