because words don't come
as easily as they did
i turn to haikus
i turn to form to
express something, anything;
it's an exercise
form over function
until words work again and
say more than
until words embrace
me, until my desire is
enough to shape them
i will pour them like
molten steel in pre-conceived
shapes and well worn forms
i will fatten them
on the old ways until the
juice flows down my chin
as easily as they did
i turn to haikus
i turn to form to
express something, anything;
it's an exercise
form over function
until words work again and
say more than
until words embrace
me, until my desire is
enough to shape them
i will pour them like
molten steel in pre-conceived
shapes and well worn forms
i will fatten them
on the old ways until the
juice flows down my chin
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