Published October 14, 2005
I can't switch off,
my brain keeps running,
I can't stay still,
I have to do something
concentration span
of a few seconds,
I'm gifted,
so my teacher reckons,
my pencil moves
across the paper,
I write first
ask questions later,
words, rhymes,
I watch them flow,
where they come from,
I don't know
it's not my message
from the heart
it's from outside,
it's from the stars
I trust the words
as they arrive
arrange themselves
and come to life,
I never know
how these will end
they wont let me lie,
let me pretend
I am just an instrument
for incarnated words
and through my hands
they make themselves heard.
As always, all comments are much appreciated, and names for this even more so!
Have a nice day
bluecows 
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What does that mean?
have an ice day
bluecows
sorry, my spelling is terrible.
i have to say, verb slicing/splicing? not a clue what you were talking about there but thanks anyway.
i guess it makes me sound like im on drugs, you need to read another one i did, restless, that deffinately makes me sound drugged up!
I am, they make actally does fit well, i might change it over.
As for the title, "The Instrument" came to mind. It implies that the words are using you to express themselves, and you used that word in your last few lines.
At first I thought you were talking about ADHD, but this seems to have gone deeper than that. It was a bit hard to switch gears and realize you were talking about your need to write, rather than a need to fidget. The teacher line is probably what threw me.
You might want to watch your verb splicing. You have a tendency to use one subject and verb, and then change verbs to reference your object.
"I'm just an instrument
for incarnated words
and through my hands
make themselves heard."
I am. They make.
Otherwise, I like your rhythm and style.
I don't know what to say...
I like it, it reminds me of how I use to write, the words would just come to me and I would write them down.
The only thing is: so my teacher recons it's spelt 'reckons'
As for the title, I'm not too sure.