Splat

Smashed up against the wall it Shat ter ed in to tin y pi ec es. My m i n d is splintered broken, never to be put back together again S as in P as in pratt L as in love and lust A as in ashes T as in tampon, tarnished, tainted, titty titillation, Tshirt dishing up all the dirt until it hurt cassie, cassandra, cossetted ,cosy crap – yes that is exactly what I want to say cassie, cassandra, bert, burk, berk, twerp. Today is all about words seehowtheyflow. Lately they have been very elusive, evading, hiding in the archives on my mind. I reach in as they rush to the back squashing up tightly against the backwall fearful of being caught. Once said they are exposed, out there. I can tell they are present, I know they have been here before, but for now they hide in the shadows of the mental cerebral crypt. Pretending not to exist but their footprints are cemented in my memory distant though they may be. Images, concepts, incidents, instances – a moment shared, a moment in time all translated into words. Memory, remember, memorise, recall, compos mentis brain cells once young, fresh, active, bright, receptive, recollection sharp, vivid - now slow grey sluggish closed old dying.