Monday, February 16, 2009

Speak


Clumsy words uttered by a tripping tongue
Thoughts shrunken into parched phrases of insignificance
Emotions caught, stripped of color by cold, strangling, sentences

In speech: beauty stumbles on crippled legs, wiry arms grasping for a sturdy word
Emotion drowns beneath waves of syllables, sinking to the bottom of an opaque ocean
And passion flies on broken wings, falling on mountains of wasted breath

Depend on silence, the heaviest of all art forms, to bare yourself to the world
And rest your mouth, weary from wandering aimlessly in a desert of harsh sounds
Do not smother the sound of life with your weighty words

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