Chances For Poetry

SO full of words that they are not coming out right... ....all my ideas merge with others and I'm left boggled by my own force of will to save my work... ...it then gets entangled all together... and Now, I'm here knotted with concepts to share.... ....Do I write more about a friendship rekindled.... ...I'm so moved by the loneliness in my heart, Maybe I should speak on this? I had to borrow money, that would be an interesting topic.... I spend so much time on chances for poetry that I waste the time I have to write it.... I think when all I want to do is share, and bridge gaps within our fellowship of artists.... ... I just want you to know how every little happening touches me and can go into words to help us connect and infuse connection that often all there is are divides... ...I just want us all to be as one.... ....and instead.... all my ideas are meshed into one... Will this work? Will this be my Poem? Either way its time move on with the rest of my day....