If you are a poet,        
write a poem

If you are a poem,
meet the internet

If you are the internet,
fill the screens

If you are a screen,
flash a rainbow

If you are a rainbow,
chase the clouds

If you are a cloud,
roam the sky

If you are the sky,
wrap the Earth

If you are the Earth,
stalk the sun

If you are the Sun,
light the universe

And if you were the universe,
you would accept your own world

from poets' block
to
exposed words
to
internet glitches
to
broken screens
to
scattering rainbows
to
wiggling clouds
to
clingy skies
to
creepy planets
to
blinding stars

for being nothing but what they already are