100th POST.
BLOODY HELL.
Fingers running along the rails
leaving invisible finger print trails
Bending at the joint
skipping over the point
with ease, almost floating
confident in their gloating
movements.
Leaping over lumps
avoiding the bumps
running through the sky
no questions - how or why
But oddly
I'm in control
they're connected to my hand
my arm
my brain
and once you get there
it's not quite so sane
or grand
and I realise it's just me.
Just me and my hand.
Not exactly the picture I wanted but close enough xD
BLOODY HELL.
Fingers running along the rails
leaving invisible finger print trails
Bending at the joint
skipping over the point
with ease, almost floating
confident in their gloating
movements.
Leaping over lumps
avoiding the bumps
running through the sky
no questions - how or why
But oddly
I'm in control
they're connected to my hand
my arm
my brain
and once you get there
it's not quite so sane
or grand
and I realise it's just me.
Just me and my hand.
Not exactly the picture I wanted but close enough xD
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