One of those days
when words move
thru your mind

at a rate
that takes your
breath away.

Not enough
time to
organize thoughts.

Tapping
frantically
on keypad.

Reshaping
images you
thought lost.

When you
were a kid
it was happening.

The words have
reshaped that
blank piece

of paper
into
thoughts.

 

Janet Cormier is a painter, writes prose and poetry, and performs comedy. Janet prefers different and original over pretty. She loves collecting stuff, but cleaning not so much. Janet also talks to strangers. A lot. Her column appears weekly on Oddball Magazine.