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emtage Menu About One Lovely Blog Award Poetry Prose Search for: Skip to content emtage Frigus Conscriptoris Posted on September 17, 2017 by Emtage A word is born. It grows in the mind like a babe from seed. It wriggles and writhes, and exponentially rises, until suddenly – an Idea. The word shoots forth and multiplies, becomes complex. It is not yet whole, but it doesn’t need to be. That will come with time. *** Mindless babbling. The voice of a wretched scavenger. Nothing is clear, and everything is dangerously near. A fully formed thought, just out of reach teases me, tantalising… touching my fingertips like a tongue to lips. Never quite close enough to satisfy, it is enough to madden even the most unhinged of minds. Mine. “Sitting at a typewriter and bleeding”, because it is just that easy, but my blood is not ink, and my mouth is as dry as my brain. There will be no rainfall this year. Words that once subverted are inverted and senseless...

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