Thursday, October 10, 2013

The Bloody Words

A new day brings the

challenge of words.

I can’t make them

work the way I want.

They’re being evil to

me. They’ve abandoned


They are not conveying

what I want.

The silence is louder

than the words.

A phone off the hook,

a deserted farm house.

The desolate hillsides of

a fire ravaged countryside.

The words aren’t there.

They’re fighting me.

Maybe I’m just too worried

about money and love.

Or just hungry.


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