An Homage by Wesley Dirmeyer

​Smooth and sleek
You just fall so easily into the palm of my hand
I’ve needed your shared words
I’ve used your simple mentality
Plan as day; black and white
My thoughts so easily pour into you
You express those ideas back verbatim
Being passed around the room I see
Your masks and accents change
You aren’t the same person twice until
Back into my hands you fall
I shout through you, I curse
I even love and hate
My grip tightens as I get into
The deep and colorful emotions and words
Blue, Black, red any you like
Even your colors have true meanings
Help me with your subtlety
Hidden within pockets of darkness
Sometimes without you
No one will truly know my soul
Written for the world to see
My friend
My pen