The Trouble With Words.

I just remided myself of something I wrote a long time ago:


The Trouble With Words

I am so alone.
You might read the words,
You might comprehend,
But do you see me
Stabbing my blue pen
Into the page
Again and again?
Do you feel
The saltwater sting
Welling up in my eyes?
Do you feel old like me?
I'm a dry leaf,
Blown apart in the storm.
I am so alone.
All this in four words.

DKE


That's from memory, so it may not be quite right, but it's close enough. Anyway...Get out of here and write a letter to your congressman. Go on...