Stream of Consciousness Blue light haloes me in the cocooning dark A moth to the screen Hair aflutter, legs gooseflesh As a whir scours the void from the corner, steel teeth whispering, Spewing cool breezes, white noise against a feverish torrent Coursing through fingers beating furious insect tentacles on lit keys Pounding words in the… Continue reading Stream of Consciousness
E. Denise Billups, Author 