I don’t get a say in it.
I don’t know how to emote, transcribe,
or script comprehension into clean prose.
The mess of it.
The whole of it.
The way it comes in waves.
Not neatly.
Not poised and packaged.
Not like I know the next line before it arrives.
I’m not bent over an editing chair,
eraser in hand,
l’éraflement dans ma tête.
No.
At time…
