your ambiguity is a stomachache, and i bite the insides of my mouth until i'm bleeding and raw. words tangle up in my mind like on the pages of a thesaurus, yet i still can't define anything that comes out of your head. i write in choppy choppy blocks that leave me with nothing but rotting thoughts, and nonsensical images flicker behind my eyelids when i blink... how hard would it be to have the final word?