On paper
I can hide behind
my pen
and its revisions
I can arrange the
perfect line
breaks
for dramatic effect
I can write
with such an endearing
tongue
you would think
I could talk
Like I write
Chicago is a windy city
and it blew the
beautiful love poem
from my hand
with a sigh
at the rightwrong
moment
The paper floated on
down the street
and I watched it go
without thinking anything at all
"We cant leave this undone," she said
But it came apart
so easy
I can hide behind
my pen
and its revisions
I can arrange the
perfect line
breaks
for dramatic effect
I can write
with such an endearing
tongue
you would think
I could talk
Like I write
Chicago is a windy city
and it blew the
beautiful love poem
from my hand
with a sigh
at the rightwrong
moment
The paper floated on
down the street
and I watched it go
without thinking anything at all
"We cant leave this undone," she said
But it came apart
so easy