From the Writing Desk:

[addy]

Wilt

When I write I very rarely
feel something, something
attached to the words,
something with teeth that
grazes my skin just barely,
leaving only a note of a
place or a time. this is a lovely way of putting it. This verse is pretty much perfect

Braids

Trailing along in pretty
ribbons. Sometimes they
take me, the rest just
seem to be. This one is a bit more vague, but I think I get the sense of whimsy in it

Incision

But a few, a few touch me
there. Nicely doneThe others are just one-
night-stands and I honestly
couldn't tell you their names.

One of your best poems jadielue. A great take on the ideas / feelings that come when writing. Great stuff