Muse,
The rest of the world seems to be enamoured with straight lines; even you. Everyone wants things done logically or chronologically or with justification and explaination and relevance, and I'm just not into that. I have a lot of things that I fear I'll never be able to make complete sense of that I want to say, and no place to put them. They don't fit into conversation or between the lines, and they don't fit into letters or poetry. There's absolutely nowhere to spill these unfinished thoughts.
Unfortunately, there never will be - they're crooked lines that aren't perpendicular or parallel. There's just no place for people who aren't perfectly straight lines, as I'm coming to find out. Messy people just don't fit in, and neither do my messy thoughts.
L
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e,
Carrillo.
YOU ARE READING
muse
Literatura FaktuPre-love and post-trauma, a collection of letters dedicated to the one and only captain of this sheet metal ship, K.G. Non Fiction: #111 Short Story: #283 © Papyruspoet 2014.
