I want to be a poem.
Light as the wind.
Heavy as the next best thing.
I want to be the gap between the words,
between the syllables.
Be nothing in bluffing or be the joke on the block.
Be something.
Be a mark.
Be a spot on your heart.
A period on your page
How does it feel to be the end of everything?
I want to be the noise that you can’t be without.
Be a poem.