Our bodies are dictionaries Defining who we are and what we can become, Some words can mean many things While others have a select few synonyms Our minds are poets Bending the words to their will Putting them together in groups of four or five Then taking them apart because they don’t sound quite right. Society is our muse Telling us how our words should sound How they should look And what they should mean The poet follows the muse But the muse is not always right Sometimes the poet knows best And their words can mean whatever they like.
I wrote this in the shower *thumbs up*
