Names have the power to become something more
It sits there brewing in minds of the mindless
Creating fractals of crystalline imagination
Making more and more meanings of nothingness
As the meanings suffocate the intent
And the understanding becomes more obscure
it will reach a precipice
of never being able to return to what it once was
Perhaps once it losses its meaning
I can write something new
as my imperfections blend into the meaning
and my heart turn in to letters
Perhaps then it can truly be mine