I cobble words.
I take them raw,
Cut, stitch, hammer
and shape them
to some new form.
I give them style,
a new beauty maybe.
I give them love
and emotion,
the expertise of my past.
Some will be graceful
and welcome, classic
in their looks, a
perfect fit for everyone
who laughs and dances.
Some will be heavy
and functional, words
you work in, that
do sensible things on
non-dancing days.
Some will pinch,
squash, blister and make
you stop,
to think about the words
you wear.