Tuesday 23 October 2012

Open words

Words, sense
Inspiration is nothing
Meaning everything
Wear every letter
Paint every sound
Rounder, louder
More real than the paper it’s on.
Break out of the mould
Speak the unspeakable
Write sentences of insanity
That explain the inexplicable
Vocabulary exalting
Above all other signs
Plummeting to the top of the world
So easily misunderstood

Subjection, comparison,
Contradictions infuriating
Truth or false
But who’s? And where’s?
Just a word
More real than on paper
Echoing the caves
Vibrating through our journeys
Published on their skin
Faded into lines
Damp with dried tears
Turn the page;
Write the next.

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