Fingered
There is a tingling in my fingertips, which
is certainly not found in my toes.
There is something dwelling beneath the nails, filling
up the fingerprint molds.
There are ten points of indecision,
creativity backed, democracy,
five lobby for the alphabet, and
five demand a permanent marker.
Unlike the end result,
there is no black and white answer;
just an eventual explosion;
flooding expression to
one option or the other.
