writing is like an addiction
i know about addictions
gotta have it, do it, see it, breath it, be it
a keyboard on a computer is like a keyboard on a piano
i sit, postured, ready, fingers hovering the back lit letters
ready to pounce and translate thoughts to screen via buttons
make beautiful music
even if i'm the only audience
i enjoy the sound
and the release
soothing and...
relaxing
ahhhhh
gotta get my fix
my thoughts have been scrambling, bouncing around like the lil round steely
in a pin ball machine
the weird thing is
that steely, my thoughts, ricocheting off built-in barriers,
is being smacked around by those paddles controlled by
none other than...
me
i just want to hit that bell at the top, damn it
send the shiny ball down the sides
only to be ejected back into the playing field
(which is a good thing)
the object? the goal?
don't let steely go between the paddles or...
game over
good, i'm tired of playing this stupid game anyway
it's time for a new one
venture out, expand my mind, fill it with new thoughts
new feelings, new hopes, new light and new love
yeah, to hell with pin ball
let's play bingo!
oh, i am going to be one busy thinking girl