bluestruckholly: I feel like I bit off more than I could chewThinking I could write poetry for…

bluestruckholly:

I feel like I bit off more than I could chew

Thinking I could write poetry for thirty days straight

Without writing about you.

what is poetry

I had asked myself

And, I think, once upon a time

The answer would have been you.

Poetry was never about rhyme

It’s about the way things fit together:

My fingers and yours

My heart and your hands

Your hands and a knife

A knife and my back.

– day 6 // bluestruckholly