Saturday, March 14, 2015

What Words Will

Most of the important things to say
are ill-defined.
Destined to slather through your hands 
and dissipate like turpentine
gob-smacking you hapless,
hopeless to translate your own heart.

Most of the important things to say
are tasteless and stitched.
Grated to spike stars in your dizzy head
like alcoholic pine pitched
clean-searing you artless,
starved to recruit love's rapport.

We wonder what words will
be sure enough to share
all the import and intent
we dare,
without offending
what words will.

We know choice matters 
but have no ken
as to what words will
carry clear,
enough to render mute 
the hard-hearted fear
of those most dear
to what words will.

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