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

Rouder.

Lounder.

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.