Today I learned that you can create by a word at a time. 

Only One at a time. 
Oh, so bare. 

 

I want all the words. 

To steal words put them into my pocket 

Never take them out

In the dark, I will peek at them, secretly. 

Light a candle 

Throw them over onto the floor. 

Sit on my humble knees and put them into sentences and paragraphs

Make jumble upon jumble. 

 

I want to swallow the words. 

To keep them in my body. 

To hold them there for a bit. 

Never knowing that anyone wanted the words. 

They can't have the words 

Words are my food. 

 

When I need them 

Words come out of my mouth 

onto the floor or person I was trying to help 

Useless creations from my words.

I'd rather have them in secret 

All to myself 

 

I am selfish 

I want all the words.