How Do I Say...

I don't adorn myself with variegated colored sneakers nor do I use typewriter letters to write short poems laid out in intricate patterns on my screen so that they become art objects of few words and great depth nor can I create pithy phrases of deep moral value and unleash them in the world yet I try to loosen up and sit yoga style and meditate on the light in the world which appears to be vanishing before my eyes , the same eyes that acknowledge that I walk behind not alongside those who fashion words and art into intense color combinations that create patterns in the world and leave me wondering how I can reorder my words