like beads on a necklace
tied up in pretty formations
like the laces on my sneakers
i want to hold the words
in the pool of my hands
they all melt into colorful liquid
as i watch them stream from my palm
and in between my aching fingers
i try to catch them
as you would catch falling leaves
in autumn
or snowflakes on your tongue
but they keep flowing
like a waterfall down to my shoes
with such force i cant seem to collect them
absorb them and paint them on paper
they wet my baggy jeans
and keep spilling
until they cover the floor of my room
until the wood panels become
a pool of words
hopeful aspirations
unfulfilled dreams
and it keeps rising
up to my knees
then my waist
my neck
until the rainbow covers me
in sweet embrace
i'm forever drowning
in all the words i can't say
woah-
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