2013-07-08 - 11:28 p.m.

Intricate art using scissors or just paper, worlds inside windows, it's something I cannot do. I can trick words into doing what I want but my hands are dumb stones, they do nothing of value, they spill drinks and break glasses. I cannot wield a tiny paintbrush, I cannot carve a statue from hard rock. I am good at poems, drinking, stories, metaphors and dreams. I can make lists. I can carve characters. But my towel rack has been broken for two weeks. Because my hands are numb and dumb and only work for typing and writing.