justwrite 20 september

when you meet the wall you fall all out of sorts and your cohort has long since minced all the words fit to sprint toward you have been warned and warmed and the latter is better your sweater is neat enough but where have all your shoes gone are you interested in stock in socks because if i don't mind telling you i have some ideas i have a hat and it has gone on ahead i am laughing at my unintentional hilarity and beside that i have a cat but he is not yet named the shamed fact of it is he is not yet he is just a guess of a future and by the byline it is mine it is twined time in my head the communications unsaid but ingrown and thrown out by intelligence as garbled barbed wire the fire has been lit and there is smoke