You are a poem
The part I skip over in my novel
A mysterious blob of words
Why can’t you clearly state what you are trying to portray?
Instead you force me to guess your meaning
Yours is plight that unravels without shame
Or simple gobbled gook
What is your charm?
Where is your depth?
You make me feel vulnerable
How to respond without cliché?
You foster the capacious soul
and dismantle the world
It is much safer to hide behind my book and think inside my box
amazing line …It is much safer to hide behind my book and think inside my box