My Words

Every word can tell a story, what matters is who speaks it

- Feb 2
written 1-30-07

I am the poem

sitting in your pen

waiting for the next time you

pick me up

yurning for that exhale

pushing my hiden words out

and smiling at their announcement calls

Pen to paper is how I breath

how I live

words are curled up inside of me

stuffed in

one on top of the other

pick me up quickly and hold me soft

let them all out

let me tell you

what is inside of this

ordinary figure of a thing

please let me out

please just pick me up

and let me breath
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