Sticky

While I search for the words
I want you to read with
your ears

The coffee beside the computer
steams but that was before.

I drink it anyways
quick gulps of inspiration
as my skin opens
to let me in
attempts to contain
the sweat as it
breaks out again
in sticky uncertainty

My brain voice giggles desperate
guilt and criticism
into my fingers while
my heart voice calls me back
over and over and over
and over again

While I search for the words
I want you to read with
your ears

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