the argument was
all words are made up
we still insist on meaning
we cobble together an understanding
to help us move forward
or simply to move
we name the beauty we seek
or the dream we lost
we sound the depths
what hides beneath the words
i tell you the truth
i’ve been as honest as possible
the deep things of loss
or hope or fear or joy
there are statements and
then there are agreements
i don’t think that means
what you think that means
