Tuesday, October 23, 2012

everything & nothing

for once, the ceiling fan hummed louder than the click of the keyboard.
because for once, i had nothing to say.

nothing and everything, all at the same time.

everything to say.
but nothing i could.

i had everything of why's
and everything of how's
and everything of remember when's
everything of words
all the right words
and everything of questions
i had everything of humid nights in august
and nothing of september
and that
was the problem.
my hands, like paperweights on the keys.
feeling every letter
every word
and nothing.


can't honestly remember when or why i wrote this, but i dug it up recently!
and now i am mysterious even to myself and that's kind of fun.

read more of my random soulful/angsty?/ponderous writings herrrre.

words and stuff,


Katie said...

I love it! And I love that you are mysterious, even to yourself :) That part made me happy, too.

Kerry said...

keep writing, keep sharing! (also: you've been a bridesmaid 11 times?! how did i just notice that up on the top there? goodness me. 11?)