incubator

When you open your mouth and hear words come out of you involuntarily for the first time… words that have been in an incubator for a while, that you had heard many others say and write; and had been waiting for that right appropriate time for them to become yours … At first you don’t recognize your voice… it takes a few rounds for them to be accepted by your vocabulary… then all the other words line up to watch the new comer do a pledge to finally make it officially to their group. A celebration follows… When the new member had a bit too much to drink, and gets too relaxed in her new skin, she turns into metaphors and rolls in a bed of music and poetry.