just words



Poetry is everything. Poetry is nothing. It is a lot of words strung together and it makes sense or it doesn’t.

It is free from rules. It can always be altered, tidied up, or re-braided. It can mean something very specific, or it can be sensations and nonsensical.

I will always feel something when I write it. You might feel the same thing when you read it — or you’ll feel something different.

Do not drive yourself insane trying to interpret every bit of prose. Not everything is meant to be explained all to pieces. 

 Take from it what you will, or take nothing from it at all. 

Poetry is only a moment.






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