Pressure Point

i used to break crayan's, when lines would blur and scribbles would shift. now i break pencils my flint faced ezekiel blackened toungued tip prophet speaks in charcoal whispers. the hapless refining of coal and fingertips creats the breaking point. dialect of the curved spine child... now diadems of scoliosis form my alphebetical vertebrae. bent with the beauty of a slant wrist. the quick snap of a skillcraft pencil, causes vowel harmonies to break against phonetic boundries. breaking pencils like breaking bread is for the holy and misgiven.