I decorate my apartment with words
Fashioned like antique furniture.
Hanging verbs in frames, catching
Light on golden chandeliers.

I wear language like a tulle skirt,
Twirling tussled words into fabric,
Weaving colorful realities round
My fingers like jeweled rings.

I am a walking poem,
A raving manifesto,
A kaleidoscope scribe,
Spinning words into the ether.