It’s that shakeup all over again. Making the jaded sentences find a new style of scribble. Your looking to… bring new ways of thinking and doing things into play via the written word, and with rhythm too. It’s… probably a lot more difficult to do than I give myself credit for, but that’s ok. I keep doing it at pace, and hope that it can get me somewhere eventually. The words are there to strengthen my mind, if I can’t do it myself with the OCD. So, yeah, what I write is how I am going to make myself think… or vice versa. That might not make perfect sense, but then nothing does if there is more meant to it than first understood and accepted. Or… I simply take these words and mix and match them into my next poem piece. Either way, I do know that I need to keep scratching away at that itch.