I don’t want to write a poem that goes on for a thousand lines. I want my thoughts to resound louder than sound, clear and succinct across the page as smooth and as brisk as an Autumn’s day, not murky like the lake when it rains. I want to capture a song with just a phrase. To write a melody with just my words and this torrential rainstorm. It’s not about all of the eloquences or the metaphors or allusions. It’s the simple things in life. It’s all the words that lie in between the lines. All the words I leave you with. Every word I leave, Unspoken.