I use poetry. When there are no words
and yet to many that cannot bare response.
When all the conversations are said and done
and pointless to the point of disconnection
poetry is the connection that I make with myself
to find out its ok to wallow in the silence with words
poems will forever say more than the words
that I could say, than I wanted to. struggling
once again with and for a silence that is
bearing words, and me clinging them to the page
to collect the things that freely float phrases
despair and hope and there is a hope in poetry
that I can share some of the silence the distance
the coexisting peacefully quiet, with words
that are more than me. Are a part from me
are beauty in the silence of overcrowdedness.