standing ovation


Sometimes I want to write the words
that come on their own
sometimes they sound almost good
like if the order was a little different
they’d be profound or allude to something
a message hidden in the folds of my brain
absorbed over years of careful study
through a gap in a curtain on a stage
but I cannot tell if I’m looking out or in
there’s an audience on both sides
and sometimes they both laugh
they all seem like they’re acting.