5.28

saturday.

i pushed for an oily cup of joe to loosen my structural bolts

swam out and caught a monster wave

#katyamills

approach of summer

distant fireworks and a full moon 

overnight i lost my mind and

fell in love 

#katyamills

type.writer -vi

the voice of the machine
unmistakable. a whole room listens as
the natgeo journalist in the forest of my mind
takes a tentative step forward

that night
the ritual

a quiet preparation of the scene
the placing of a sheet
rolling it into view

the smell of oiled letter arms
placement of the fingers
for some thought momentum

the ringing of a bell
the end of every line

i slap the arm to sweep the barrel
down the rail again
hit the block and then recoil

writer's block...
deus ex machina

carry on