justwrite 18 june

each word discovered a caramel held on the tongue carefully carried caressed cajoled into memory but melting along the way deliciously silking into teeth whispering cavities of the enamel of the mind as the trail winds and other words half-heard and somewhat listened to float through the space where the vault ought to be but sweetly slipping away there’s no way to say for better or worse but rehearsal doesn’t help and the waiting for translation the gestation period before the revelation the dictionary seeking the assistance the directory correctly waiting its turn but earning no fruits as the loose tooth gate swings open on hinges of well there’s no need to say environment to spend all those syllables on something that could hum along smoothly without distraction but there it’s gone again and the billboard single unknown word and the overheard conversation over and again in internal recitation remember this look it up cup it closely cover your ears to hear no more on the way out the door and down the street and to the corner and another another up the stairs and someone says but you don’t hear you’re near enough the phone rings the neighbor asks and the lock takes stock of its situation and suddenly sticks a strike right in the midst of those precious letters where one they were and now just part of the sound sticks around waiting for the chance to find a mirror entry standing sentry by the perfect explanation the fascination with knowledge bundling bungling trying not quite hard enough to write it down still occasionally drowning in the attempt to swim through foreign waters