• I'm no good at lengthy

    p o e t r y.

    I never get it right.
    The words get jumbled up
    INSIDE MY

    head

    and I can never find

    a way to coerce them,
    to make them come out right.

    So I leave them treats,
    like cheese for mice,
    and trap them
    when they arrive.

    But I find that
    words; expressions,
    are like butterflies.
    beautiful on sight.

    BUT

    in captivity
    they lose their will
    to fly.

    So I release them.

    in little spurts.
    Because it is nice to see.
    flashes of
    angerloveandhappiness
    coming from me.

    I release them.
    In little spurts.
    Spontaneous
    Creativity.