what is a poem

i want to write,
writing to find
something
like beauty
in these letters
held together
by the things
they say
and do not
say

i must be truthful
when i say
i want to write
to touch pain,
to find that space
between the letters
where pain and beauty
become
indistinguishable
exceeding everything
those words, entwined, might
signify

i want to make life
with poetry
life emerging
from the dust
of pencil shavings
from the confines
of this language
from this world where things
exist

but
herein lies the problem

some things cannot be poems
some pain tears at the insides,
lies in the dark at night,
refuses the call
to enter the world
i wish to make anew,
the desire to create
can be swallowed
by that pain,
close my eyes to beauty,
my body to joy

now searching for a way back
a way forward,
as Alice Walker writes,
with a broken heart

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