Been writin' some.

I've been doing a lot of writing, here and on my Facebook account. Especially when it's not poetry, I go into each piece to explore some idea that's still foggy in my mind. I go back and read the things and see that each one begins with an idea, then asks the big and sweeping questions, often cynically. A funny thing happens then, when the questions have been asked. They start to get answered. I mostly feel like I write the first half and let the Lord take care of the second, filling in the blanks in my rhetoric, but I know this underestimates the fallibility of my mouth and ears. I don't know why I have to go through this process to figure these things out, or at least flatten them out like leaves pulled from the soles of my feet. I know they're there, I feel them, I know what they are, but they are pretty messy.