Detachment From the words, the letters The sounds Each syllable, accent, and phrase Separation from the love Of the art to make To make To create To destroy! The beauty! The wonderful beauty! Of powerless fingertips Speechless movements And yet profound in speech Detach me! Detachment from the craft! Silent woes, echoes, repeats of misprints, typos, black outs Droughts! Separation From the love of The art to make To create To destroy To be. Manifesting words, through art Like through words Beginning with a movement A thought A letter stroke Pause. Detachment from all simple, sane. And all signs that simple is sane,today! Detach me from structure! Sounds, rules, and limits Because beauty lies in unconformity. The wonderful beauty. The beauty of wonder. The power in ponder. And the magic in the art... To make To create To destroy. To be! Detaching mind from society From reality From dream fantasy Allowing ink to dry in Soaking though Drenching with emotion Yet neither slowed by contiplation. Detachment from my body So that my soul can breathe. So that my heart can speak. And my internal drive My love to the art To make To create To destroy To be can live on. Around me Written As is. Detachment from question. And just be. Written.