words.

i've been marinating in words. for days now.

i've been thinking about the listening.

and my body remembers every single expression. every emotion and every feeling.

i remember every word.

i've been thinking about thinking.

and this trans-cribing is getting inside. of me.

i'm listening.

and the air. takes me away.

and in the morning. i always wake up to these words...

with these feelings. memories. these things.

and the bird. the little bird. it sings outside of here.

and i just can't stop....listening.