Writing
A perspective of memory in words. A perspective that has observed that the world fractures. A system that never closes and ascertains the said in saying.
I will give you a consistent voice if you are not careful. And yet the stable centre never seems to be there long enough for me to say things with any form of directness to you. I am not strict enough with my terms. One must dig and dig until a burrow is fabricated.
The typewriter becomes the sound of rain.
The paragraph divide is as arbitrary as the connection between one word and the next.
The writing come out on demand.
Steal from conversation.