Logophobia

I open my arms,


Welcome myself.

Hug myself.

Caress my sadly unfondled inner child, who's only wish was to be seen.

My only wish.


I throw my arms wide and leap from the banister.

There is nothing here for me now.

I'll drown myself in the sea of dissonance.

That beautiful aether drink . . .


Splat!

I am gone.

I had forgotten how water reacts when approached at a high velocity.


I had forgotten how life reacts when approached at a high velocity.


I had forgotten how people react when approached by me.

When I approach.




When I approach . . .