[POEM] listen

I save up my words

I spend weeks picking them out and trying them on

I toss the ones I don’t need

Formulate the others into concise quick phrases

I trim and trim

Until my rambles are made into bullet point arguments

My stories made into jokes

I save them all up

Gather them and hoard them

I line them all up in a row

And then one day I let them out

I spill them out and share them

My preparations put to the test

My efforts made real through their results

But.

There is no result

The words

-the ones I cut so carefully to be bite sized-

Spill out and fall away

You don’t try to grab them or catch them

I pull some back up

Show you again and again

But each time you barely watch

As they

          Slip

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