And that's how I write.

 

I don’t know how to write things shallow, 

how to not add beauty in the words I write.

And how to not put songs in these words, 

how to refrain from adding a tune to them. 

These words I pour have a story 

and I don’t know how to write words that don’t sing, 

words that don’t make you imagine things that I do. 

I don’t know how to untune my words, 

I must have dipped them first in my heart 

for them to even bleed out here. 

These words are all I have and I don’t know 

just how much of it I can mold away, 

just how much of it I can twist to suit the eyes of a stranger.