David Chap Bottoms (20th September 1990 / Jacksonville, Florida)
Every word I write down.
Or slip from my mouth.
Are grasped out of my mind.
A massive jumble of words and letters.
Giving them physical form and mass.
A weight they never had in the midst of my head.
They have crystallized into form upon this paper.
For every sentence I write.
And every poem that I shape.
Started as a wisp within my mind.
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