I am writing down the bones
Stripping down the words
Removing the what ifs
And the how abouts
And the but thens

I am writing down the bones
Looking underneath the skin
Stripping away the fat
And the flesh
Seeking the I am

I am writing down the bones

The pure wounds

The absolute meanings

The structure of language

The basis of creation

I am writing down the bones

So that one day

I will understand

The skeleton of language

So that one day I no longer have to follow the bones

But instead control them

Tell them where to go

What to look like

So that I can write more than the bones

Adding my own flesh

And my own skin

Crafting the sounds

And the silence

So that one day I no longer have to say

Here I am

What must I do

But instead say

Here I am

Here is what you must do

Mere is what you must say

Until the bones are no longer bones

And there is no master

And no servent

But a we

And the sounds sculpt themselves

And we sing our songs to the world

I

Am writing down the bones