i say
that i think
there is still a language
left to discover
that leaves no confusion,
though i’ll admit
i don’t understand
the thought myself
*
the dog bites
its leg
and i know now
what it means
to want more
from yourself
than you
can provide
*
it is for these people
who do not look
at you
that you you
writing
composing
breathing their air
that you hope
to make into
some words
that make
them them
Very nice.
thanks eve.