Say "you're right"
Step down
Stop thinking
Out loud
Stay up
Too late
Listen
Fingertips
Dipped in water
Tracing across a face
Tracing from lips to ears the words that have found their place in conversation
That's just begun
Let go of what you "know"
The weathered phrases conversations that have worn themselves out of breath
In each voice there's a tremble
Dipped in ink scripted badly
Let the ink fall off the page
Start spinning spilling stories
Always speak without "decision"