Kat Beeton
Rhythm that follows a steady beat or falls off track and makes you feel my emotional roller coaster half rhymes in the line, regimented stanzas words in an order I define pulled from the chaos of a mind filled with infinite stars I pin a subject to the page draw a box with forced edges and fill it with flowery words that ornament a world I create I follow a plan, defined before I had the chance to breathe learn the rules and break them make you see the world I see sometimes it’s the what that drives or the why that makes it work or the how that leads what matters to these words is that you listen what matters to this poem is that you read
