Stream
Stream of consciousness
write without thinking
blinking the grit of of my eyes
while I try to surprise myself
with new ways to lie to myself
Don’t take a breath
Don’t even think
Let only the movement of pen
and deposits of ink on a page tell you
all is within and without you
Fetch the Pepper, Sergeant!
We need it for the B side
Freestyle
Give it up for the East Side
Thoughts
I finally hit 50,000 words in my novel and finished the third arc of part two. Sounds like a lot of Maths. Glad I got a GCSE in it.
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