to see the picture that it draws
staring starstruck at the stars,
words leapt out of my mind and
onto this page,
words leapt off this page and
crept in a line that you followed
words leapt
and you stepped
out of line
i thought words were a bully
beating me invisible
a light above me floating
like an invisible bulb lit-an idea found
that maybe you don’t hate me
after all