I Don't Write a Text

I don't write a text
I write a body with a skin
and bones underneath,
A life.

I don't write a text
I write an object,
With a surface
That covers something unknown.

I don't know what I write
Perhaps it's not for me,
or not to be known at all.

I don't write to remember
I do not write to know.
I do I suppose, write to wander.