Motivation?

to lay an egg (idea, thought), and let you hatch it. bruised, calloused, ink stained fingers variation of words that hum the same movements. the way the paper feels against my shriveled hands, the clicks the keys scream but mostly for the sensation oh! oh! deeper penetration! for(e)[word]play, to get my fix, an endless desire to find tranquility. i am, and will always remain hunched over a puzzle that will not negotiate. this is mostly an obsession with its refusal to reveal itself.
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thanks for the comment.

this one is cool, keep writing!
jesus christ. how long does it take for you to write something like this? i am about 5 beers deep, but i get it. i feel that way every day, like i'm trying to find the answer to a question i'm not even quite sure of. thanks for putting it into words. it's a frustrating way to live, but easier to know i'm not the only one.