Words — Expressions in Black Font
I write like this, to violate you,
Use my words, to isolate you;
Verbally assaulting your mind.
A forced game of seek and find.
XXX, flashy billboards, you give a second look.
All words, like the tattered pages of an old book.
Contention uttered in reproach,
As you were caught ‘Ohh’ mid-stroke.
Never mind what was in your own head.
Assaults of thought, on the unthinking, or dead.
Jumbled words, forced and driven like nails, or planted, like seeds.
Phrasing all those complicated words could be impressive, indeed;
But proves meaningless in the comprehension of all things.
And when that realization sinks in, you’ll feel an incredulous sting.
Words are both incomprehensible nonsense and knowledge,
But can gloriously describe the colors of the fall foliage.
