the quest

now..

 

break each line

 

scatter the letters like startled birds

let syntax stumble

and leap from the page

 

whisper an alphabet made of wind

 

sing the unsingable

 

let language taste like mangoes

and rain

 

forget the map

 

walk off its edges

 

name everything anew

 

become the words

that haven’t yet been spoken

 

Done