The Most Beautiful

April 29th 2015

The most beautiful poetry

that I could erect

the wordless symmetry

screaming neglect

hidden in subtext

or spelled very plain

all together it reads

me insane.

The most beautiful story

that I've ever told

the images being

Slowly brought from

the fold.

unbounded

direct from my head

the calamity

is that

it's never been said.

The most beautiful picture

that I could take,

escapes in a breath

as I further stray.

attempting to capture

what words may not

say

Tao would suggest

it's lost in this way.

The most beautiful things

that I've never done

waiting for someone else

to show me how

to have fun.