Just

words

not quite seen
not quite heard
freely floating
drifting aimlessly
beyond a misty screen
directionless unmotivated
in collective solitude

       until

an unprovoked spark
undirected unknowingly
seeks  grasps
their trailing tendrils
orders and thrusts them
conjoined in breathless
wonder into something

         more
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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