Creative Practice Day 40
General Summary
theft
of voice
of sight
of light
of hope
leaves me breathless blistered yet numb
long have I crawled through dim streets that should be bright by the adherence to my own
fight
fingernails cracked on caving cobbles skin scraped and cut blackness a bloodletting drying me out from stem to stern
Long have I watched a faint inverse shadow knowing yet not doing
what bone must I break what scab must I tear what mirror must I shatter
to walk in the bright halls that I have only tasted but not lived
leaves me breathless blistered yet numb
long have I crawled through dim streets that should be bright by the adherence to my own
fight
fingernails cracked on caving cobbles skin scraped and cut blackness a bloodletting drying me out from stem to stern
Long have I watched a faint inverse shadow knowing yet not doing
what bone must I break what scab must I tear what mirror must I shatter
to walk in the bright halls that I have only tasted but not lived
Report Date
19 Dec 2025
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