A Remedy

Remedy sepia

How I miss writing…

Feeling my hand brush against the fine paper

as my hand works frantically to scrawl

the words that gallop in and out of my mind.

 

The pain eases this way,

the memories tease,

rather than torment and

leave me in a rapture.

 

To live among the words

is to live enlightened and free

from the bonds that hold us.

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