I write for you
I write for you
my enemy of fire and warmth
When it is to cold I call you
when it is too hot, I curse you
Then you become
and slip away
I am no longer connected to that tenatious wire
Slipping free into the mud of words
the language of transition
where we would not be people if not for words but
nor would we be dying at one anothers hands
for it is the words
WORD
which leads us
I write for you
because I have no choice
of my deadly, honest, frightening addiction
I am here
and I write for you.
my enemy of fire and warmth
When it is to cold I call you
when it is too hot, I curse you
Then you become
and slip away
I am no longer connected to that tenatious wire
Slipping free into the mud of words
the language of transition
where we would not be people if not for words but
nor would we be dying at one anothers hands
for it is the words
WORD
which leads us
I write for you
because I have no choice
of my deadly, honest, frightening addiction
I am here
and I write for you.
posted by Echo at 11:14 PM
2 Comments:
This is very cute...
who is "u" btw? :p
Sometimes I think those WORDS have more power than they ought to. Maybe the most powerful frivolity.
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