In the beginning was the words
I always had the words
Shards to fit
Form the outline of myself in the world
The outline of the world itself
I had to form myself to fit
Into the mysterious
Beautiful
Terrifying
Universe of all that is
All the things my words could imagine

Until
I dropped
Into
A world that words forgot

Overwhelmeed
Underwater
Over under hard out

Edgeless
Feelings at the speed of light
All the feelings
All the light
And all the dark as well

Uncontained

Past the borders
Of the word

One word

ME

Hold on to that one word

Me

Gonna need it
To find my way back
To the rest of the words
Words that form and fit this world

Is it me? Me?

Me that fits the world?

The word?

Can I form the word—the words?
To fit the world
To form the world
To form the words
The word


ME

In the space between the words

My world