Punctuation, befuddles
and bewilders this
mass that is named
brain;
Hurried words, scatter
length-ways across the
page... in ungainly
fashion, dancing this way and
that without a pause for
thought;
Is this the way my thoughts
run?...or is it my lack of
knowledge racing out
of control?
Patterns of words form, with
haste, each one sliding into
place without a thought for it's
neighbour...clear as mud to
anyone who is reading, without
knowing in what way the words
pause for breath or end
at an abrupt stop;
Perhaps if I stopped holding my breath
whilst typing, or even if I enforced
a period of quiet, the punctuation
would come naturally?
Am I playing mind games with
myself or others...luring them in
under false pretences and once
hooked,...confused...bewildered
trying to make head or tail of
this barrage of words;
It is with sadness, I admit that
I find "Punctuation" a foreign
language that I am at odds with
constantly, so if you are out
there looking on, please take pity
and show me the way....
and with that final plea, she
comes full circle and pauses,
takes a breath...and comes to a full
stop.
Adding your comment:
Delighted that you enjoyed it 
No, I am afraid to say that I never found the missing link (punctuation) either . Many thanks for your comments, as always they are very much appreciated 
Have a Good night...
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