Someday I will write

All the right words

That say here

What you want to hear

illuminating a new thought

Though you cannot see.

The ocean between us

Will shallow

And our complicated problems 

Will become complex

With the right words

In the right order

With the right intonation 

And intention 

Materialize as an incantation 

Or a prayer.

But today…

I have a plethora of equivokes

and an SAT vocabulary

that still can’t write like a poet.

1999 2560 Stafford Wood
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