Semiotics.
Diphthongs and fricatives gilded intricate thoughts which yielded themselves to a tizzy
...that crusted into nought.
In other words, when I finally had the time to nestle within the comfort of my room, a blank slate adorned the screen.
And so,
Here am I,
With everything to say,
And nothing but a black flicker beating against the sea of white.
Well, it's 5.40 AM, so perhaps that is indicative of a much-needed slumber.
Goodnight, you, you, you, you,
... and You. =)
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