I'm not writing to change the world,
not even to change your mind or my mind;
I'm writing because the world changes me,
And maybe you are changing me, my mind.
I'm writing to be a drop of pigment
That you name a color and apply
Or not, to be a keyhole you look through,
I look through, or maybe even forget.
I'm not writing for you or for me,
I'm writing to you, sometimes to me.