To write words that weep,
he said,
do more than let the ink seep
in soft descent to parchment
to be absorbed passively
let each phrase rend the page
with pointed lines that hurt the eyes
dig deep,
salvage hidden words from covering earth
let them shiver, naked and afraid, for a while
guide their passage
encourage them to organize, perhaps to smile
but don’t cleanse them of the residue
of all they’ve been through
let them cry, comfort, bite, seduce, rage,
confuse, judge, worship, sing lies and spew truth
as if everything
or nothing
is at stake
throw them, smash them, cradle them
love them
but let them live
 xXDeaths WishXx · Sat May 17, 2008 @ 04:03am · 0 Comments |
