Succumb

I found myself being pulled down, drowning within a verbal tidal wave. The ineptitude of my attempts at response left me grasping at anything, everything…well, nothing.

If nothing else fails I must get through this alive!

The derisory nature of my current vocal spectrum was astonishingly like every other day. Sometimes it only takes a woman to make a self-induced vision of brilliance come crashing down, leaving nothing but an entirely useless form standing before them that blathers and pulsates in its entirety like a throbbing heart.

Witness the man in love! Step right up, step right up, and see the incredible inaudible man!!! Yes folks, today and today only (for now) witness the brilliant idiocy of the average male upon display. Ah yes, you are all in luck as this man, if you can call him such, is in full bloom! That’s right, he stands completely erect before yours eyes, and this very vision of loveliness, yet at the very same moment is completely flaccid in every imaginable way!

She is smiling, I cannot tell if she thinks I am worthwhile or simply is treating me like a retarded younger brother.

I finally break free from my self-imposed prison of reversed verbosity and tend to my linguistic wounds. Before long I have her not only smiling but also touching my arm and laughing.

Such a sweet sound upon bitter ears.

We are soon engulfed within a whirlpool of words and time lost its interest in us and moved along.

I found my love without my voice; I found my voice within my love.





















-j.g.smith (07/12/07)