No Poet

I'm no poet,
Just a storyteller of sorts,
My soul exposed,
Seductively draped over the page.

Words entangling my mind,
Screaming to be set free,
Unleashed on the waiting world,
Sometimes thrown back.

Thoughts tumble,
From my mind to my hand,
Immortalized with ink,
Consumed by fire.

Passionate ramblings,
Pointless opinions,
Poignant observations,
All in one place.

Living and thriving together,
Peace upon a page,
Words are my refuge,
The safe release of chaos.