That moment when you finally do start talking. That moment you finally get in the groove.
There’s nothing like it… nothing like it. Because you could talk forever. You’re telling a story, you’re telling an event… you’re telling the most important part.
They’re gripped. Gripped by your unusual… your incomparable… your ungrippable voice!
So it’s during that moment, those moments, where you clearly glide by.
But then, perhaps like always… you hit your obstruction!
And we really hit it. Like with reverb.
Why does it hurt to confront the thing that is confronting you?
You hit the big wall of ‘Umm’!
No matter how elegant your words were before… No matter how rehearsed and amusing your story… And that element – that moment – none of that matters.
No matter how elegant your words were before… No matter how rehearsed and amusing your story….
In that moment – that moment… that one, small moment – none of it matters.
None of it does matter. None of it will matter… until you get it back.
Until you fight for it back.
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So… you do.
You fight to get back whatever you lost over the great divide.
Over the Great Divide… the divide of your mind.
Because once again, here we go. Because once again… well, watch your shins!
This is the way it goes…
When ‘Uh-umm’ happens.
About the Creator
Gabriel B. Shames
I’m an east coast American, interested in writing poetry and fiction as long as I can remember. I took a test in 4th grade where they told me I wrote creatively at a college level!
Hope you enjoy reading as much I as I do creating ❣️
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