Poem by Zaid El-Fanek

Words

There’s an invisible thread
that binds me through -

an idea,
or maybe a word,
or two.

I have these ideas
and thoughts that form.
These words that wander
and frolic about -

inside my mind
these words are helpless.
But the invisible thread
will do its work

and bring them together
one by one.

I write them down now
as I think.

They come together,
and make
this poem.