Writing

a form
of dreaming awake
in which we accomplish
all our desires
and more

whilst leaving
a trail of experiences,
thoughts
and feelings
to which we can come back
at any time
for the sheer pleasure
of remembering
and reliving
our life.

Read me

I may be an open book
But a book needs a reader
to make sense from it.

I may pour out words
in the hope that my longing
to be understood
will no longer make sense.

I may voice them out loud
to make sure they are heard
should the reader
be looking away.

I may not have much to say
other than the turmoil
ramping inside
tearing me wildly
with ease.

I may be a crude,
naked, nasty sight
You'd rather
not contemplate

but bear with me
read me
listen
look
please

Or I might disintegrate.