And I'm spinning with words and images 
           that can't quite jell 
           my mind wants to scream them to the world 
           I want .. need.. to soar.. 
           but... 
           a facade of silence. 
           come closer 
           put your head to mine. 
           listen... 
           little thoughts 
           scrabble clawed 
           like gravel 
           sliding off a shovel 
           into an unmarked grave... 




            next?