The Words
Poetry
May 9, 2024
sometimes the words are too
precious
and inside my inner teen
rolls her eyes, disgusted
by the attempt
Lame she says. Lame.
So I try again to hold onto
the words
words that pull me
out of darkness
and into life
words that sing to me
and tease my inner
being
the words
always the
words
leading me to light,
dancing in the corners
just for a moment…
finding even one
word
that lands
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