Sometimes I forget how to spell words.
I forget that the letters still need to go a certain way
and even in the right way
sometimes it just doesn’t look right.
I use the internet for correction
the way I use calculators to add
and I still just as often praise what saves me time
as I do what takes it’s turn.
I see people looking into their impossible days,
forward into intimate misunderstandings
where even just a shoelace can bring you to the ground
and all I can think is how lucky I am
how lucky my knots cant be untied
and my words
will always be a struggle.