I start talking

‘I start talking and my words turn into yours. I think, I’m being thought. Your words find me, lead me to and away from myself, explore and consume each other through me. I want to make myself equal to you, as anonymous as these words. I move from word to word, pass myself over in my effort to pull myself together. I leave myself behind and find my bearings in what leaves me behind, in you. I drift lightly into your search for yourself. How easy and how hard.’

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