it has been ages since i've randomly flirted with words. with that weightlessness in my fingers i wander across the unswept roads of autumn leaves and onion peels. i haven't, in forever now, felt a stream of energy flow through my fingers. i look, slowly, consciously, without wanting to look away. in that flicker of eye contact, i smile and turn away. a small grin stubbornly sits under my nose. pretty word, gay word, long word, ugly word, cute word, static word with purple stains. a glance here, a peep there. dressed in hot denims and cool socks among other things, words that turn heads.
ages, it has been, since i've written irresponsibly.
i'm free again. i just broke up with the boundary and caught up with my imagination.

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