It is a rainy Monday morning and I struggled to find direction for a poem today. I sense that I am distracted with possibility.

I threw many lines at the page today and waited for one to stick. These lines all failed to inspire me until I wrote “detach this lease” which was an accident, as I was thinking to write, “detach this leash” and was considering another poem about dogs.

But I was struck with two ideas–the idea of letting go of things, taking things apart and the separate idea of using words that are not quite right to express meaning.

Separating things is a clear theme here leading up to the end of the poem where I’m trying to suggest that laying down at the end of the day is a “let-go” from the burdens of that day.

In one sense I just had fun with words in this one and have not thought through all of the possible meanings that might be present here.

For instance, I use the word “subtles” which uses “subtle” as a noun, which it isn’t, so is not even a word, but in my mind I was also thinking about “subtitles” which is probably way too cryptic. But here, both words feel related to me and have relevance to the poem’s theme.

I wrote a poem in May called “Rorschach” which I felt was like an inkblot and was open to a myriad of interpretations. I think this poem is likewise open.