The Standard

I sometimes switch between writing prose and poetry, sometimes it’s mid line, sometimes it’s after. I remember learning poetry by myself like I was capable of learning without school. Not only as a craft nor simply a way of expression, poetry is a language of finding words inside of themselves. Since I was self taught, the people I spoke to kept nothing against the ways of my rhymes and typical time, but instead listened to me intently, or at least pretended to. I started writing words on religion like I was well read, and physics like I was well taught, but there seemed to be none of that when I approached the Standard. The Standard taught me that expression is a medium of intent for persuasion, sometimes expression is a way to supercede the Standard, but rarely. Only the a few could incorporate true expression into their lives daily; to find innovation as they walk through the murk of everyday.