See, I once read somewhere that
every moment is a poem --
if you just hold it right. So
I'm trying to hold this moment right, but
there's really no formula to this,
is there?
A poet can hold these moments right,
right?
No.
A poet can't hold a moment.
He can only pass his butterfingers through it
and watch the moment fade into the past.
He tries to make it last
but nothing lasts forever, so
he makes up the rest by drawing out words from his soul
because his soul has better memory
better holding than he does,
and he knows it.
So, you see,
a poem is not a moment that was held right.
A moment,
a moment in itself
is a poem.
A poem that was seen right.