FREEWRITING EXERCISE #46

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Fear comes microscopic.
A number on a page,
two letters in a text.

In the cells of our
bodies there are
words waiting
to never be said.

Stress and fear are ways
we reinterpret the fight
or flight response against
the desire of two outcomes
to intersect on a line graph.

Numbers, numbers, numbers,
falling like rain on a house of
stocks, trickling out the line
like blood, like pus, like bile.

Having reconsidered and
sold my ornate frame
of reference to the
highest bidder I find
myself surrounded
by vast expanses of
nothingness, which is to
say anxiety owns me now.

Down the well of a paper chase,
the entangled tails of a rat race,
we stampede over the dreams
of children, we crush the eggs,
we kill all the chickens.

Silence throughout the barn.

Silence throughout the barn.

I am looking for a way to release
the tension in my head like a knot.
As though to smash a glass bottle
against the shiny exposed head of
a maiden cruise would release it
from its obligations to the shore
to return in one piece, as though
time can be truncated into tranches.

Your childhood is over
the bridge you used to
cross on the way to a
simpler form of
stress.

Silence throughout the schoolyard.

All scribbles meaningless at the gates,
all games a distraction. I am working
on an escape plan, I am coming up
with countermeasures. I am constant
swinging between the two like
a man jumping across two cliffedges
again and again until something changes
or does not.

Freewriting Explanation: Every day, Valen shall use 5 minutes to write completely unprompted and uninterrupted, letting the words lead the way. There is no end purpose to each piece, but rather, the pieces are allowed to develop naturally in their own way. The pieces are then uploaded without edits.

Filed under: Freewriting, Poetry

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A member of Singapore-based writing collective /stop@BadEndRhymes ("/s@ber"), Valen dwells in the swamp of poetry. He has been published in various publications, including Anxious Poets Society, Eunoia Review and Quarterly Literary Review Singapore. He has performed his work at the Arts House, the Singapore Art Museum, and in various dingy bars.

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