Words
Going nowhere
Like an empty train on a tangent
Set on a course
Off course
Of course.
Coarse,
Yet slippery.
Words
Everywhere and nowhere at once
Like a ghost in a sheet
A wolf in sheep’s clothing
A hungry lion facing a butterfly
Nothing cloaked in everything.
Nothing can nourish,
And cloaks can drown.
Empty words.
Ravenous, she watched
As she ate her boiling liquid words
From the bowl of perception
With the fork of expectation
(hard to swallow at first,
but numb follows the burn)
And left her to starve.
She was silent now
Burnt and yet numb
Exhausted from eating
Fed and yet starving
There and yet away
Warm and yet cold
A and yet B
Y and yet Z
You and yet me
Words
Empty words
Hungry
For people to hear what they can never say.
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