You: How do you write a poem without knowing what to say?
I start by attempting that impossible silence in my head
while your question bounces with varying emphasis
filling in that luxurious void so hard to come by
The bounces start changing frequency
sometimes they go into resonance
sometimes they touch chaos
Their fractals get confused and mutate into new words
sounds under my hair that do not always make sense
Then comes the conscious mind
trying to understand the patterns in those sounds
Out comes a verse stamped onto the white screen
–white paper occasionally
A verse follows a verse
asynchronously
like those bounces with a question mark
A stanza is formed somehow
followed by a second, third, sometimes a fourth one
That silly conscious self comes back and deletes half of the words
The tempo changes
a short silence feels my spirit
Some verses exchange places
some get distorted
others transmute into a butterfly or a frog
An even shorter
silence
Followed by dismissal of more words
A thorough read
More chaos
Bliss:
A poem has been written!
_____Adriana Citlali
XXVII-XI-MMXIII
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