ya can slap a human over the most mild beef
words words
big and small
illiterated precisely
or not at all
They tumble around inside my skull
red and blue and green and yellow
stinking, loving, praying and doom
words for this and that
a lattice laid over truth
makes us want shiny cars
eternal youth
clumps of words
commenting on words
seek to explode words
nurture words
kill words
resurrect words
words
dear lord
words
sang and hummed and dreamed and spoken in whispers
a veil laid over the faces around us
words like nigger
concealing more than they reveal
fucking words like a virus in the brain
telling some to kill
just for the thrill
others to buck up
and make that sale
words unexamined
dying
screamed
told as stories
and equations
words
reduce everything they describe
to fit into sentences and paragraphs
restrain the wilder impulse
Friday, July 01, 2005
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