Take My Name

I knew I should never give it up. But I did anyway. I gave it all away. I just delivered my greatest quote to a complete stranger for them to take it all and fill a blank spot with my ideas. I can’t claim the words as mine. I can’t make them stop. I know what I should do. I can write another poem and slip a word in there that I have created the meaning or a new way of using it, then I will know it is mine. I could leave a word out that they would have put in or I could put extra words they think are too many. I will make it my own again, bringing them to the brink of exposure, then thank them for pushing me to make this my aspiration for now. I won’t rest until there is a new meaning I have created that puts my name at the end of a sentence. ~ incessantfineline