forced articulation
though it possessed some power,
some grace;
could transform a word
to a pulsar;
a dot,
to a dream...
dropped, forgotten,
all that remains is ink on a page.
Where does it take you?
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I like it. This makes me think of how hard it can be when you search for just the right word to use...and the gratification when you find exactly the right word to "transform a word...to a dream" At least that's my take. Nice job on this.



