Man in the long black coat

By saltyman65

 

At the height of his anger and desperation he finds himself at his most creative; 
Turning up the internal volume.
Blocking out the white noise,
distraction and despair.

The world becoming a thing of his making once more.

Making sense of the world through his fingertips;
Expelling into fiery mists of  jet stream digits,
The furry of creation!

Chattering
Clattering, like tap dancing fools!

The mute have no hands
for explanation.

The construction of boxes,
an essential task,
always in the making,

Small, medium, Large

for sorting and categorization.

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Copyright 2014 saltyman65
Published on Tuesday, February 18, 2014.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • TropicalSnowstorm On Tuesday, February 18, 2014, TropicalSnowstorm (1703)By person wrote:

    "Making sense of the world through his fingertips" - great way to describe that. Interesting how that is like a blind person feeling their way ahead. Wonderful piece! Ciao, T/S Scholar

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