Poetry is like
how sometimes, if you try hard enough,
for just a second
you can see a spiderweb,
in the sunlight.
After that,
it’s gone, no matter how hard you look.
Poetry is chaos written out on paper.
Poetry is what might happen,
if the universe took a pencil in hand
and wrote something.
Poetry is a song not meant to be sung.
Poetry is the feeling of a sunset or a sunrise.
Or maybe
it’s not.
