I write because I have the means.I have 5 right hand soldiers, a pen, and bad dreams. I write because I'm tall. Because I weigh somewhere around 140lbs And because I have no curves so the ones on the words look so attractive to me. I write because I talk too fast, too much.But I write slower and type somewhere in between So my head gets a break and I can say what I actually mean. I write because I walk. Because I pay my bills. Because sometimes that's hard. I write because I sing and sometimes there isn't a song to do what I need it to yet. So, I write. I write to be heard. So I can speak with words fluid with intent,Packed with purpose and taut like the tension in a bowstring. My icy stare: a bow, My tongue: a trigger,My breath: the release, [ POW. ] Ideas are my ammunition. Gun powdered ambition. Peppered with four lettered guardians. Protecting us while we're licking wounds. Harsh words warmed and prepped for battle by a pulse's heat. I write because I have the means. Because I have 5 right hand soldiers, a pen, and a heart beat. I write because I'm me. And you're you. And because that's the most beautiful and important thing we have in common. Thank you.