It's not the Poetry that matters most.
Words tell all do they?
And how do you take words
and make them mean exactly who you are?
Can you really reach the point?
Hand it to someone in a way they can see into you?
No misconceptions?
No deceptions?
Can you do all that with just words?
Can you say you are in my head
and know the knots and questions
and loyalties and insanities
and all the little happy endings?
If you really knew
there would be nothing to say.
There would be no questions or wonder
or agreements or speeches.
Words only tell a story.
They are grunts and hums
and trills used to make a picture
and the picture will always change.
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