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"