If someone asked you to describe a color, without saying any color names…
You would have to really dig, right?
You’d come up with something personal
And confusing and mysterious and lovely and honest
Filled with stories and examples and brushstrokes of thoughts
And at the end, everyone listening would see something different.
You’d be writing a poem.
It’s like throwing the end of a rope into a dark room of other people,
you don’t care who gets it.
What’s your definition?