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The Word Muscle

Sounds crazy  
but sometimes words  
jump out of my head  
and on to the page  
I have no idea why  
or what I wish to say  
they just happen  
more often than not  
with a frequency  
which cannot be predicted  
or guaranteed  
Other times words jump  
into my head  
and resonate  
Their stickiness  
is generally a mystery  
as I have no inclination  
or am too lazy  
to delve deeper  
and discover why  
probably because  
I own a lingering idea  
that total understanding  
may temper their magic  
or devalue the moment  
Words alone  
don't mean a lot  
unless I feel them  
somewhere in an area  
of my chest  
the size of a dime  
almost half way down  
and slightly left of center  
I call it the word muscle  
but when I feel them there  
it's those times  
they mean everything  
Written by Abracadabra
Published | Edited 15th Jul 2011
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