i keep using the same words, metaphors,

the only words i know,

can afford no others,

nothing else to offer

but myself,

inside these words,

hide away

for the rain.

but even then,

use these words too often,

think i should not use the words no more,

it’s just a word,

many of us,…

i’ll tell you something,

with each word

i’m getting a bit closer,

closer,...

till we ‘re almost gone.