I have so many words in my head that sometimes
my brain is like a door that never closes.
I wish I could say I like it that way.
But it's hard to engage in a normal life
when all's I want to do is write.
Whenever I have an curious thought
I can hardly focus on anything else.
Whenever I am inundated with an array of words
I want to write them down.
I need to write them down.
I have to
write them down.
Often I can't fully concentrate again--until I do.
Like flies buzzing about my head.
It's like the world is moving so fast around me.
But I just stop. And when I stop -- there is no time.
The hours become minutes when the words become real.
And when I change them from thought to form
I feel a bloom of excitement.
Then it flies away again.
If I don't write them I lose them.
And they are gone forever.
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