One Word

One Word

A Poem by Mike Goodwin
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Not poem, just rambling. This is either good, or some crazy ish.

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Sometimes I wish entire meanings could be conveyed in one word.
I mean, don't misunderstand me; it is very possible,

But I kind of wish that sometimes all my contemplation and self-fabricated stimuli of thoughts and feeling could be sufficiently explicated in one word. 

This isn't, or at least I think/hope it isn't, a ploy of laziness, shallowness, or fear of true expression.
Maybe it is fear, I don't know.
Nonetheless, I classify this wish as an innate urge for something similar to power.
Maybe it's pointless, maybe it's natural, maybe it's universal.

It's evident when I think or write, I catch it while proofreading, or even better, I catch myself in the act.
And I wonder: Is this clear at all? Can any sense be made of this? Let alone my intentions discovered.
The word stimulates me, but will it do the same to others?
 I could try to be objective, but I don't truly know what another person sees.

But that's a thought for another day.

When I try to put myself in another's "perceptual shoes,"
These abnormal questions come into mind. 
And there is no sense of merit for them, so I think to myself:
Is this nonsense? Or is it worth some attention?

Does this word truly convey what I want?
Have I been misunderstanding words my entire life?
Do words have different meanings to different people?
Am I the only one that doesn't quite catch everything in a word? (If this is utterly false: crazy, I know)
Do I, or do others get other insights from words, insights gleaming beyond the binds of a dictionary?
Do I not understand some, or all of these insights?

Proof that would qualify any of those questions as true hasn't really been evident.
Classifying them as abnormal, and then an identical process of classification for me.

I feel like if one could know exactly and absolutely explicitly what another human being experienced, felt, and analyzed; he could take large steps forward in the realm of understanding. 

But that again is an idea for another time.

Words are mind-boggling.
But, it is what is behind words that is beyond my comprehension. 
I see the surface of the sea of possibilities, and its shimmering surface renders me to stupidity.
It makes me formulate thoughts about origins.
Origins of shared human understanding, and the words that Understanding wears as clothes.

He has a lot of outfits.

The origin of shared understanding, and then later, communication.
Probably the greatest act that humanity, as a species of existence, has ever shown.

But I digress.
Maybe the digression is necessary?
Maybe it helps?
Maybe it isn't even on the same lines?

I think it is for me, but I'm not quite sure of myself, so the backbone is a brittle one. 

One word definitely has power. 
But I don't quite know if it contains the scale of power that I think that a word may have.

That's why I wish, I guess.
Its a wish for security
For justification of thought. 
For justification of what I see, and what I really can't prove that others see. 

I kind of want one word to just explain itself.
Just sometimes.
I want the word to lose all hidden meaning, 
and lay it all on the line.
My ultimate weapon of expression.
My tool for sharing exactly what I want.
A power greater than strength.
A power driven by the understanding that comes directly after the action.
A power not meant to take the place of wordy explanations, 
But rather, a power that lives along side it. 
Another kind of tool, for different things.
I guess I could say it is for the things that are beyond us. 
Not exactly sure, but I can see the niche in my mind.
I thank anyone that had the interest or the kindness to continue reading this, 
If you could actually follow what I said, your cognitive abilities are a sense to be desired, and I am scum.
Well maybe not scum, just intellectually unfortunate.

I hope I'm not the one missing.
Because that would be just another miss, If you know what I mean.

Ready, here's some of that one-word stuff.

Here.

© 2013 Mike Goodwin


Author's Note

Mike Goodwin
Really just a compilation of questions and thoughts.

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Added on August 10, 2012
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