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You know, I thought I'd write something pretty here, but beautiful in a destructive way; inspired by the graffiti on the sides of Australian motorways. It was supposed to be beautiful like a forest fire; something to be admired from a distance, not up close. It was supposed to be about rebellion and burning cities and revolutionising an urban landscape.

But it's not. The words are losing their meanings and my good intentions are turning to ashes. Have you ever noticed that if you keep keep keep keep keep keep keep keep staring staring staring staring staring at a word it loses its meaning as it loses its context and you start to wonder why this word is even a word in the first place?

What if I get writers' block and the logical placement of that apostrophe is incorrect? What if I can't speak and I can't help but play the 'what if' game? What if my writing is illegible and I have used that point before and my creek is dry and this sentence has nowhere near enough punctuation in it and I am using too many rhetorical questions?

This isn't original. This is a second attempt. This is a little bit of everyone and everything I know to create words on a page that are maybe pretty but probably not.

I need a stronger heartbeat, closer to my ear and within my own chest. I need a strong finishing statement. I need my music louder or quieter or a whisper in my ear. I need too much and maybe that's just want. I need hot sand between my toes.

I can't find my pulse.

I need a heartbeat.

Description
You know, I thought I'd write something pretty here, but beautiful in a destructive way; inspired by the graffiti on the sides of Australian motorways. It was supposed to be beautiful like a forest fire; something to be admired from a distance, not up close. It was supposed to be about rebellion and burning cities and revolutionising an urban landscape.

But it's not. The words are losing their meanings and my good intentions are turning to ashes. Have you ever noticed that if you keep keep keep keep keep keep keep keep staring staring staring staring staring at a word it loses its meaning as it loses its context and you start to wonder why this word is even a word in the first place?

What if I get writers' block and the logical placement of that apostrophe is incorrect? What if I can't speak and I can't help but play the 'what if' game? What if my writing is illegible and I have used that point before and my creek is dry and this sentence has nowhere near enough punctuation in it and I am using too many rhetorical questions?

This isn't original. This is a second attempt. This is a little bit of everyone and everything I know to create words on a page that are maybe pretty but probably not.

I need a stronger heartbeat, closer to my ear and within my own chest. I need a strong finishing statement. I need my music louder or quieter or a whisper in my ear. I need too much and maybe that's just want. I need hot sand between my toes.

I can't find my pulse.

I need a heartbeat.