I write for people awake.
I don’t have to yell.
Some of our herd:
I see their eyes flash;
they know they don’t know,
but are not afraid.
More is heard than said.
The thread glows and goes and grows,
enough to hold and not let go.
Contact passes, but stays alive.


(glowing plankton:

About Jim Stewart

Writer at Butt in Chair
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1 Response to Contact

  1. Shocking furt

    Sparked – United

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