"I am looking for a word from you. I’ve combed the landscape of my body, I’ve traveled its dark..."

“I am looking for a word from you.
I’ve combed the landscape of my body,
I’ve traveled its dark rivers.
I’ve looked under the cloud of my heart,
unraveled its complicated net of veins.
I’ve found plenty of blue material here-
why don’t you write?”

- Sidney Wade, Ink (via mesogeios)