A poet

To bleed onto paper and act like we aren't hurting;

To soap up our pain and make something pretty with the stain;

To hide things behind metaphors and similes.

As poets we describe feelings we can’t name

and write moments we can’t remember.

We feel too much of what others have forgotten

and so we try to remind them

of what it feels like to walk

around with your heart

beating in your

hands.