The Word Man (a poem)

Where is the word I seek  
In the sky 
In the breeze 
Lost at sea 
In the gutter 
Buried in grime 
Dirt upon dirt 
No reason 
No rhyme 
I ask The Word Man 
To find one for me 
He opens his coat 
Displaying his wares 
Letters upon letters 
Forming this and that 
Adjectives 
Nouns 
Verbs 
Of all shapes and sizes 
Even a ten cent word or two 
But which is for me 
I plead 
Desperately hungry 
For something 
Simply complex
Or complexly simple 
To describe me 
Define me 
Make me feel like me 
Make them understand 
The me they see 
And the me they don’t 
One word
Just one 
Is all I ask 
The Word Man smiles 
A bemused smile 
Offering up the letters 
Three in all 
Y-O-U 
And it’s the only word I can truly be 
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2026, John L. Harmon 

SIDE NOTE: Potentially apropos of nothing, I wrote these words after watching THE BRIDE! (2026), which I was unsure about at first, but ended up very much enjoying. 

Freak Out, 
JLH 
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