Lightning in a Bottle

I

Every word I write

I try to be concise and tight.

II

My hopes are high

for the words, by-n-by.

III

I dream of lightning in a bottle

that will rev and throttle.

IV

And the word you'll see

the verse that come from me.

V

To see my words

fly like birds.

VI

The world within me

becomes the words to be.

VII

I hope that lightning I catch

becomes my victorious match.