You read it right

 I write

And people said good things 

I write 

And people said nasty things 

I write

Sometimes 

To some of them

Thanks

Fuck you

Okay

I write

About the noise of the traffic

In a busy city 

I write

About desires in people’s eyes

Sinful and alive 

I write

Honestly

I write

The maddening rush of people to dominate

Come what may

I write

Of friendships broken 

In a heartbeat 

I write

Of love suspending in time and air

Freezing the moments of truth

I write

The hearts caged by the people whom you trusted

I write

Of magic 

in the mundane around

I write 

Of an ephemeral

 life

I write

When life 

wants to express

I write

I write 

I write