Inarticulate bits
Helpless characters hanging on a string
Flowing in a stream of screens
Gone & returned to the glass fronted periphery
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Press finger to the button
Scan the words swimming
Beneath glass
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Breeding in the horizontal flow
Connotations & denotations
Still hooked
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There is no automatic function
To scale characters & fillet their meanings
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Read the menu
Enter your transactions
But you can not bite
Words under glass
Jane Virgo ©
Ah yes, words under glass, no biting possible, and yet, yet, I savor them.
I love those last lines: “But you can not bite/ Words under glass//” You really got it here, how frustrating the writing process can be. I really like your rhythm and phrasing, and I’m excited to hear you’re into NaNoWriMo. Maybe I’ll give it a shot next year.
Thanks for the kind comments.
Unfortunately, my poor broken arm is making nanowrimo even harder than I thought. I can’t sustain novel writing rhythm when I have to keep watching where my fingers type. Arrgh.
I’ll try again next year too, when the chickenwing is healed and my fingers can fly again.