Touch what is not yet touched

I want to catch the not yet known
about to appear,
before it come into being.
I want to write without words.

Touch what is not yet touched.
Make sure not to forget
what I search for
before I find it.

In poorly disguised anger,
I capture every experience,
painful or joyful,
dress them in words.

Exposes them
to the mills of my words.
Grind them
into a thin disappearing flour.