this morning i forgot where the spaces go between words. or if there was any need for them at all. and everything i said sounded stupid. warning signs of a kind to wrench out my tongue. again. all these r's and u's. too many mixed up in my head. on the page until all the buttons on the keyboard remind me of. this. umbilical. ache. and the way it feels to walk barefoot. anywhere. or anymore. this morning i forgot where the spaces between words go. and remembering didn't make me feel. the space. of it. any better.