I sit down to tell the Tale, to let the words
Wind around the human page. And then the page
Spirals and blurs as the dimensions change so fast,
And the words, the story I want to tell  you, I am in a reality
Instantly where YOU already know the story.

I type the tale to tell and the words jump out of sentences,
Letters change and blur and the story takes on it’s own life
And I stop typing, the thought alone creates the Tale told
Already in the reality I instantly move into as I lay to page
The first words of the Tale I Tell.