Sometimes I paint, untranslatable words…

Resfeber (Swedish) To be jittery before undertaking a journey.

you tell me, 
when finding life, finding good in life, finding the good in the good, and you can’t walk out of what you are, you can’t disrobe from your words …they are you, naked, clothed, or wrapped in heavy blankets.

& I tell you,
Your words, I breathe them in, play their movie in my head, tap their rhythm upon
my skin, stitch them together, wordtoword, wrap my body in them, feel their warmth,
& begin.

jks

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