Sevenling (Units of thought)
My 2nd sevenling
Units of thought would seem to be unknowable; perhaps my most basic intent is conveyed in... images, or... words, or... sounds...? What is necessary, at minimum, to understand me? What content do my screams carry? Or this gritted 'Fffffuuh' sound I make? Or seven tortured lines? The force of even my most noxious profanities is
The Skeptic's Kaddish 🇮🇱 
I would give my back teeth for licorice jelly beans. We don’t have them here any more
really? must be racism!
Probably. In truth Diabetes Australia maked the glucose ones and have discontinued the black ones. They were made from Anise. The ordinary ones are vile
Neigh
Um
is….without a ?
unknowable or intent is the artist or poet’s prerogative, I would think?
Like hieroglyphics, for the reader to decipher.
All to their own anxiety or delight.
That’s a beautiful thought, Abi.
💗
David
Thank you David.
Poetry is like that, however it allows for freedom of word image or sound on the side of the reader as well
Wow, These are powerful lines😄
Thanks, Nandika. I actually have been wondering how to write a scream…
Can’t say that I’ve figured it out yet.
❤
David
Love the line breaks! I am considering the sevenling – again and still but haven’t jumped to work on one. My muse is unmotivated currently, possibly due to an over consumption of licorice jelly beans.
I’ve tried drowning my muse in coffee and whiskey, but it always surfaces.
Dear David,
Is your sevenling in any way, shape or form a (sub)conscious manifestation of your seven-year itch?
Nope, SE ~ in fact, I don’t think I ever experienced such 🙂
-David
No time for thoughts, the time now is Thinking
Deep.