writing the poem

words fall between
the seams
of sentences
get lost in that gray space
the gap between
intention and accomplishment
where ambiguity and confusion
reign supreme
and lend their grace
to frustration
and writer's block
the crumpled sheets
that try but don't succeed
to say what's meant
to fill the need
of clarity of evocation
but simply weigh
the paper down
with thick ideas
sticky, like molasses
trapping trains of thought
like tongues that
taste the sugary substance
but can't quite swallow or digest it.

Ily, 2002