White pages...populated with black letters...arranged in order...making words...make sense...
Writing...typing...thinking...seeing...looking deep within...to make it appear...apparent...that...
What you see...is what I wrote...meant...or otherwise tried to convey...
Who is out there anyway...is someone even reading this?
When will I know...will I ever know...!...?...
Where is the sanity? Like sandy grains of sand...it slips...and slides...and slowly drifts...
Whispering sands...the shifting...whispering sands...
