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Graphic – Am I writing right?

Am I writing right?

09/06/2018

If you don’t bleed a little, feel a tickle.

Find a dismembered arm to pickle or be horrified with a nervous giggle.

Just a little.

Then I’m not writing right.

If you’re not scared you’re not all there, that these voices are real and really aren’t fair.

That it is your fault and no you can’t.

Then I’m not writing right.

If I can’t turn day to night, love to spite, oxygen to airtight then dammit I’m not writing right.

If you’re not on your knees for faith or pleasing, if I’m not painting pictures or it’s not me you’re releasing then I’m not fulfilling my prophecy.

I’m not writing right.

If I pluck out an eye that refuses to cry  whilst you dry your tears on a solitary candle.

If I manage the light to pass into night as you don’t awake tomorrow.

Am I doing this right?

I don’t know how to write.

This is enough come a voice from above that you say what you say if you write what you love then that is enough!

I think that’s how you write.

© G.P Williamson 2018 < — hit for Instagram.

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