Pour yourself out on the page

Until your being is empty,

And the words are not enough.

See them dancing, moving, sliding,

Colors of the rainbow embodied into souls of imagination;

Eyes peering from your heart;

Ears listening to your soul;

Bodies flowing in your fingers;

Stories writhing in your tongue.

Watch the web you have created

Seething with eruptive emotion,

Living,

Breathing,

Bleeding,

Dying,

Trapped only by the barriers of your mind,

Dancing only on the stage you have created ,

Running only as far as your horizon,

Always just beyond reach,

Yet captive in the words you portray.

Watch your soul bleed black words onto the page.

Create,

Until you can do no more.