Well Well Well

Poetry to me

Is many things

The fear of being caught

In my own thoughts

In my own footsteps

The connections that we so desire

To express what someone else was dying to hear

Even what someone else was dreading to hear

It's about letting go

Of your fragile self-consciousness

Of your thick, and uncomfortable ego trappings

It's about your beautiful language

Your beautiful ideas

And even your ugly ideas

So be it

Well well well