There are words. Oh, God. There are just so many words. So many words coursing through my head. They're in my blood. They're in my heart, and I feel them all throughout me until they are me and I am them and I've become a word, a word of words and I'm consumed by it, the literature becoming my soul and my soul becoming literature and I've become so closeted and so small and defined but so big and so imaginative and so expansive and I envelop everything that I am but I'm still stuck in these words these things that won't ever let go of their one thought their one direction and one desire to be what they are and nothing more and certainly no less, but I can't do that but I can be everything now but only one thing at a time and I can't do it and I can't stay tied down like this.
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