I just want to invent some new words

because the words I have now do not work.

They just crash around into walls and

sleeping dogs. When I say them in a dark room

it remains that way and outside the wind blows

them down the alley. I want new words that

bring the sky to the shore. Words that bring

one edge to the other edge and create

a surface everyone can walk over and find

that one big daring whatever. That una cosa que es lleno

and stays lleno. These new words will fix any

cracks and allow mysteries that help compose

songs and paintings that hang and remind us all

of all of us and our future as us. A new dance

at a shore or in a canyon under the lush.

I want these new words to string out

in the sky; rainbows of letters, comets

of meaning, stars that shape the way we

attend rituals. A new type of security

blanket. A new way to swim in a rushing

river or navigate a trail through a selva.

These words that will guide us all

when we discover our fate

piling up against our will.