BIG LETTERS

i've started to fear emotions,

or at least being committed to them.

i used to be a sharp rock

jutting my teeth out of jagged navy waves

barking my opinions

making changes.

now i've become the muted wake

letting everything slide over

letting it pass

letting it be.

exclamations give away your naiveté;

it's overused.

BIG LETTERS show pretend anger;

you're not getting anywhere with it.

and where am i getting with an analysis of typography?

writing resurrects;

dissecting smothers the life,

leaving only ash.