the need to talk

follow me. even when I have nowhere to lead, nothing to say. walk with me a ways. climb this insanity, weaving the cloth as we do. collect on the damages with your silken touch. collect it all.

your mind, tumbling along the smooth edge of the emory board. you’re talking too fast, faster than the camera can catch. words like dragonfly wings. stuttering in code. a sweet sugary blanket, covering me.