Word blocks

 

I stumble and

trip

over

words

that lie like logs

fat obstacles

that block my path

They

should

be

tools.

Helps not 

hind

rances.

I bend down

to

look at

them.

They

are the

wrong

words,

all of

them.

One

by

one,

I kick them away

and they land 

in

a 

pile,

a

log jam.

I can't get 

through

or

re-

arrange

them into sense

or 

beauty.

So I

am left

with

nothing

to show

you,

you

who I am

trying

to 

reach ....

and please.