Words Are Ambivalent Tools Poem by Patti Masterman

Words are ambivalent tools
They are a driverless car
Until taken control of
Nobody can drive to the same destination twice
That someone else has already gone to.

Even a time machine is not that exacting
Writing as if you were someone else
Takes as much concentration
As forging their name on some document

The mind always returns to being itself
Everything it touches, it turns into self
The fingerprint of a mind is unmistakable
It is only gradually changed
And only if it agrees with the original premise
If the mind isn't convinced, nothing happens.