There is a need for substance


growing, hungering, longing

the touch isn’t real, it’s paper…

the feel of the surface

as clear as Braille is to someone blind

bumps and grooves

sliding across like skin

bathing the tip in balmy presence

pressure counteracted by momentum

a tangible reconstruct of medium

the merest immersion in

creates the environment offered

like developer casting its hue

forming thought into negative

forming emotion into empty space

between the curves

between the lines



7:38 pm

12 July 2011