new poetry!!

And if I could.
I would.
Say it in a second.
In a word.
Or two.
Or three.
Who am I kidding?
When I talk--
I talk for hours.
About nothing.
About everything.
All at the same time.
It’s how I am.
And how you are.
Which is why
If I could.
I would.
Say it in a second.
In a heartbeat.
In a synapse.
In one syllable.
It would be the perfect word.
Or two.
Or three.
That’s who I am.
The keeper of perfect words.
If only I knew,
When to spill them out.