My fingers are full to bursting,
I tell you.
They ache with the words they can’t express.
They hold rhymes,
But my brain, it just won’t talk.
I want to describe for you
The feeling of a fluorescent light.
I want to tell you
How it feels to have my molecules float away.
It would be nice, don’t you think,
If I could explain
The serenity of the water in the pool.
I beg you, neurons,
Let me type.
Give me words.