your soul revokes the words no longer said unmeant
even though the masters wore them down
they are not for understanding
and each repetition each reading changes everything
because theres only one language
and only one thing to say
Just a hundred million different ways to put it.
and with just the earth
ReplyDeleteworth everything
leisurely dressed in
past and future
worn out waves teasing
teasing the forrest laying naked time
leaning out to sign in with a username and password
I thought I meant to write "wrote" but "wore" came out, and then I liked it.
ReplyDeleteNow I see those masters, Vague as they may be, battling words into poetry
to try and make them mean how life feels