Limb
Limb
It took about 25 days,
No about about it, it was
exactly 25 days, for the
courage to swell
large enough in the heart for
the brain to
temporarily black out so that
the fingers could type a message of
simple greeting and
clever connection.
Hey there
(this is higher than it looked from the windowsill)
No
Hey th—-
(will it hold my weight?)
Ugh
He———
(would I need x-rays if I fell from here?)
Sigh
Words
my lifelong faithful armor now
prick my fingers when I
try to put them on and
now there’s blood on the
keyboard I should really
clean that up and wash my
hands of this until
tomorrow you know
what never mind.
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I love this SO much! The stream of consciousness is great, “blood on the keyboard”, the fear of falling in multiple ways- adore!
“No about about it.” Awesome.
Wonderful! I enjoyed experiencing this. Great last line.
I loved this aside: “(this is higher than it looked from the windowsill)”
All of life seems that way, once we get out there.
All the asides are wonderful, so human.
Love all the subtlety and double meanings, the great voice and meandering delivery – wonderful!