Dear reader,

I don’t know. I don’t have words, at least not those that sound like I mean them.

The “on paper” (with exaggerated use of hyperboles, adjectives and metaphors – words, in general) person knows, or so she thinks.

But the “in person” person doesn’t know shit.
Tik tok.
Round the clock.

Bodies race.
Lips do too.

Words are lost.
So few of us listen.

Trees sneeze.
And the stars lean in.

Minds fly.
Can I store away the light in your eye?
(For when the world doesn’t feel so bright)