A Poem Is A Cup Of Words

What Did Exclusivity Ever Have To Offer But A Distorted, Unrealistic View Of The World? People Who Stuck Only To Their Own Kind Were Scared People.

We Dropped Our Troubles Into The Lap Of The Storyteller, And They Turned Into Someone Else's.

Today You Will Say Things You Can Predict And Other Things You Could Never Imagine This Minute. Don't Reject Them, Let Them Come Through When They're Ready, Don't Think You Can Plan It Al Out. This Day Will Never, No Matter How Long You Live, Happen Again. It Is Exquisitely Singular. It Will Never Again Be Exactly Repeated.

Why Are We So Monumentally Slow?

Like Our Parents Always Told Us Not To Like Firefighters Warn Against We're Playing Games And Making The Rules Up As We Go We're Matching Warmth To Warmth Starting Fires Burning Wishes Into Our Skin We're Hidden Holding Forbidden Lights We're Children Whose Fathers Have Never Taught Never Touch But We're Finding These New Flames We Smother At The Sound Of Footsteps.